.Mike... My last name eluded me. I remembered that I once wore a uniformof some sort. Was I military? Yeah, I thought so. Air Force, I thought,but I w...sn't really sure.So why was I in a cell? That was obviously what it was. There were whitecinderblock walls, a metal door with a slot and a peephole in it, a cot,a toilet and sink in one corner, and strangely enough, a full-lengthmirror.I rose up from the cot, holding my head. I needed a couple of aspirin inthe worst way. Yeah, I vaguely. Now thepart that pissed me off the most was that throughout my life I had alwaystried to do the right thing. I had tried to be a good brother, a goodson, friend, just a good person. How was I repaid, with being takenadvantage of and pushed to the side. At this point I was pretty muchready to give karma a giant middle finger and start looking out for justmyself. By the time of this realization though I was about halfwaythrough the bottle and almost at the point of blacking out. Stumbling tomy. Main to chudwa kar, jhad kar apna maza le chuki thi par wo abhi beech me hi the. Un ka lamba aur mota chudai ka auzaar lauda meri chut me naach raha tha aur apna lund ras barsaane ko bekaraar tha. Unka lund jaise meri chut se bol raha tha ” Tumhara ho gaya darling? Mera hona to abhi baaki hai. Maine to tumhara ras chakh liya hai par tum bhi to mera ras nikaalo aur chakho.” Maine apna muh upar kar ke unke hothon ko chuma. Main Boli – Aao darling! Main to swarg me hun. Tum bhi mere sath aao. Wo. “He died when I was about nine years old.”Melody put her hand over her mouth. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have brought it-”Silencing her with a tender kiss, he smiled. “It’s totally fine. I miss him, but thinking about him doesn’t make me sad. Hell, right now he’s probably lecturing Jesus himself about how criminal it is that ‘Even in Heaven I still can’t get breakfast in bed!’”Melody rolled off of him, laughing at the impersonation he did. “Would he really do that?”“Oh hell yeah, the man had no.