I then tried Susan, who simply sighed and said “Tomorrow at 8”. But her voice was softer than it had been that afternoon, so I thought that maybe ...e would be OK. The next evening, I arrived prompt at 8, parked my car and knocked on the door. Susan greeted me, gruffly telling me to get inside and wait in the lounge. I sat myself down on the sofa, and Susan and Jane came in, seating themselves next to me, one on each side. Jane took one hand, and Susan the other, and before I knew what had. Well Well ek baar fir hazir hu apni purani story ko agae badhate hue .. mere bare main to aap jante he hai.. Handsome boy hight 5’7″ and my dick size 6 inch lamba aur 2.5 inch Mota hai. So maine kavya ko kaise raat main choda kaise uski fuddi ki tasali krvai ye to aap ne padha he hoga. Jinho ne nahi padha pehle wo purani story padhe to he age padhne ka mja aaega. So maine apni story age badhata hu kavya ki seal tut chuki thi aur uski fudi se khoon bhi nikal raha tha, hum dono thak bhi chuke the. I managed to build up a nice little nest egg for a rainy day and things were looking up despite the fact that I expected to go another full year before getting made for services performed.The reality of life in the “Family” was that you were only as good as you earned and turned over the proper cut to your superiors on a timely basis.I guess I was only a soldier and not a made-man as yet because I choose to play it safe and keep my nose to the grindstone and not getting involved in the shit. One day, I just didn’t want to do the 5 mile run so I fell behind and then ran to a nearby minute market, had an iced coffee and a cigarette, then wrote a poem… and ran back toward K.U. (all in not very much time.) Well, just as I passed the V-lot I heard furious footsteps behind me and Ian Dobson zoomed past me, barefoot I think, saying: ‘Great run, Sean’ without the least bit of sarcasm. It hadn’t EVER been my intention to pass myself off as 1st or 2nd, but Ian commended my performance to.