Julie may have been exuding confidence with her logical plan to take Tim back to her apartment but, in fact, she was definitely not confident. All Tim...had to do was say he did not think it was a good idea to go to her apartment, and the image of her perfect life would crash around her. The fear of that possible outcome forced her to see the idea of smashing the car into a brick wall was not out of the realm of possibilities.“Um ... okay. If that’s what you think is best.”Julie’s smile lit up. Nilesh sits over my face and was slapping my face with his ass. He said, “lick my asshole, you whore.. Slut.. Make it clean for me.” And I had to do it. I had licked his asshole around 1-2 minutes, suddenly he said to Mr. Kabir, “I think I should do some shit on this bitch face. But I don’t have much time now, so I will do it next time, okay slut? Be ready.. ”Then both stand up and Mr. Kabir was doing piss on my belly, dick, on my ass and Mr. Nilesh do piss on my face and chest. It was huge. Soon Elena came running out of the room. I could swear I heard her mumbling to herself, “Oh my God. What have I done. Oh my God. Please say I didn’t do anything.”I turned to Zoe, “What is going on here? Why did you stop me from going in there?”“I’ll explain it to you later. At this moment I can just tell you that you need to talk to Elena in the morning. And know this. When she’s like this she most likely won’t even remember waking up in there with your father. If that’s the case then it might. We've all heard the moaning: their boss, the length of their commute, their pay, the costs of their commute, their children, the stifling crush on their commute, their life, their choices, their frigging commute. It's all about them.But I see you with your friend, looking around the train and wondering; I'm there, but I'm listening to my music, oblivious to the world around me. I'm not a threat to you two: I'm no mugger nor a problem. Just a guy on minimum wage travelling home after his shift..