I was pretty lucky, at that. I could very well be on my way to the hoosegows about now. I guess I’m also lucky that guy jumped up and caught asshole...before he went down too hard. He could have busted his head open on the floor and I would be in real trouble. Still, I thought, if I had it to do over again I’d do the same damn thing. The mother fucker deserved it.I got halfway down the row of parked cars before discovering yet another problem. This just wasn’t my day ... my car was gone!The first. Martin anxiously waited for the doorbell to ring, as he checked his watch for the third time in the last ten minutes. "Where was that man," he thought to himself, "I wish for once he'd be on time!!!" Ten seconds later the apartment air was split by the loud resonance of the bell and Martin quickly buzzed his friend in. Opening the door he listened for the footsteps coming up the carpeted stairs, but oddly, he swore there was more than just Ernie's steps he was hearing! A second or two later. " I see a lot of my brother in you Jay. He was a visionary when he was younger, but he let all of his appetites get the best of him. Don't you make that same mistake." We finished off three or four beers each and then we drifted back over to his house and I slept in the floor pallet that Aunt Persis had made up for me.The next day, I walked around town some, and even rode out to a ranch and looked over some horses. Mr. Thomkins, the ranch owner had known my daddy some, but I got the distinct. Madan got up and sat at the corner of the bed and told her that he will hold the glass.Reshma: Madan, don’t worry about that. I will hold the glass, or else you might put your cock too deep in the glass. Your pubic hair might get inside the glass, and I have to drink that milk later. So, to be sure that pubic hair won’t touch the glass, I will hold it.Madan: Ok, anni. Sorry that I forgot to clean my pubes.Reshma: it’s ok, Madan, tell me one thing, when is the last time you have shaved your.