Boris was feeling drunk due to the bad air, heavy stink, thirst and hunger and sleepless in which he had past the last week. His mind was degraded; hi... clothes were soaked with excrements and urine. Only water he had managed to drink was the water coming from the car’s ceiling during the frequent raining days. He felt himself very weak without support of the neighbors’ bodies. He hadn’t eaten anything during these two weeks since the moment of his arrest. He saw the end of the high car’s. Phr main khisak kar uske pairo ke beech me baith gaya usne apni dono taange utha ke front seat ke upar rakh di, maine uska lund choosne laga, main thodi daer lund choosta phr kuch daer uske tatte chatne lagta, phr thodi daer uski gaand chatne lagta, ankit ko mera gaand chatna bohot pasand tha, isse uska lund steel ki tarah kadaa ho jata tha, mujhe bhi usko khush karna acha lagta tha, isliye uski gand chatna bhi acha lagta tha, kafi daer aise hi gaand chatne ke baad usne mujhe upar kheecha aur. After my wake up shower. I headed off to Helen's Sit Down for breakfast. I recognized a couple of cops and paramedics from the cop out. None from the night before though. Also none with whom I felt comfortable enough to sit.So I sat alone at one of the picnic table Jack had built. I had been seated only a couple of minutes when a much younger man in the casual uniform of an EMT approached. "Would you mind if I sat here?" he asked."Not at all." I said, then waited for him to go on."I'm Everette. I know he is a real man by any definition. He was both in the Navy and the Marines. He fought bravely for his country, saved lives in combat and faced many dangers. He has led a very adventurous life and has lived through many harrowing experiences, fires, flood, a building cave-in, and survived in the wildernes with wolves and freezing temperatures, just by using his wits to stay alive. He is confident about his manhood. He is neither gay nor homophobic. He has spent his life loving women..