This "Homecoming" breakfast was more for the alumni and parents than the team. It was the school's way of getting money looking back, but at that time...all I though was that it was a big farce and that there were better things to do on a Sunday morning.After all had eaten, Coach Bazarak got up to give his annual speech about the season. Our season, as you already know, wasn't the best, but the victory against Oskie was the key and everyone was happy that it was a success, at least in that area.. Uski niker bahot gandi aur gili ho chuki thi.Me uski choot ko niker ke uper se hi chatne laga . Uske niker ka dirty juice me taste kar raha tha.It was very tasty. Phir maine uski niker nikali aur sunghke baaju me phek di .Ab me uski choot dekh raha tha. Uski choot pe to itne baal the ki pucho mat .Uski choot lambe lambe aur gile zaanto se ekdum bhari hui thi .Woh baal dekh ke me aur excite ho gaya aur uske zaanto ko munh me lekar chusne laga. Zaanton ke upper ka saara juice maine pee liya. Woh. A little while later he saw another shooting star and guessed that whatever these portents were, they were for something either very grand or very dire.If he had been born in another time, he would've known that what he saw was a meteor. Had he access to a telescope he might have discovered that the two shooting stars were, in fact, one meteor that had looped the Earth.The shepherd knew only that a star had streaked through the drawings that the gods had drawn in the sky. The drawings that. All of these sensory triggers were becoming too much. Trista never really thought much of Killian before now. Especially as a sexual object, after all, he was her brother in law and she never ever considered anything taboo. Killian was a bigger guy but lovable and gentle. She knew this much just by how he took care of her sister. Standing there in the hall listening to their conversation, she concluded that he was, in fact, a pretty good looking guy. Or maybe it was just her hormones.