There was no reason to believe otherwise, other than the fact that so much about our lives had become completely unbelievable.On our way back home we ...topped at the Starbucks and sipped lattes as we tried to make sense of everything we’d just seen and heard. Personally I’d have preferred a stiff shot of booze, or anything mind-altering for that matter, but being sixteen made that inconvenient. Sherry seemed to be more accepting about the whole thing than I was. I don’t know why I resisted it so. I opened the cash register and lifted the cash box, pulling out a very special DVD. The DVD was a gay porn movie I would watch regularly during the last hour of working at the empty bar. I skipped ahead to my favorite scene where two big bears fucked a young emo cub.I watched and sipped whiskey as the cub got on his knees to accommodate both cocks slapping his face. I turned up the sound as I felt my cock grow. I was just considering taking my cock out when I heard a deep voice say, "Excuse. Phir mere ek college k sir ne kaha ki unki apartment mein ek flat khali hai jo ki khali ek room ka hai phir sir ne makan malik se baat ki makan malik mana kar raha tha phir maine sir se makan malik ka no liya phir apni papa ki tone mein unse baat kit oh maine unko convince kar liyaPhir main wahan agle din hi shift kar diya mera room sabse upar floor mein tha jisme mujhe saman shifr karte hua bahut dikkat hui lekin maine kar diya maine jati hi aaunty ko 5000 rupees room k rent k hisab se de diye. The second issue was that she preferred a female photographer. I agreed, as that was even better I could perform in front of a nice hottie. When looking for suitable local photographers though, there just wasn't any females. The only one that came up rejected the idea as soon as I asked.After a month of sitting on the idea, one day Jane said, "Fuck it, let's just do it! I don't care who takes the photos." When I asked what changed her mind, she said she had a girlfriend recommend a photographer.