There were eight guys. They all looked like in theirlate-thirties or early-forties. We all introduced ourselves. Tom sat across from me and said,"...o how'd she like the lingerie?" "She hasn't worn it yet", I said. "Tis a shame. Her body was made of clothes like that," Tom said. Hethen told his buddies Erika was the girl from the mall. They all looked atErika from head to toe and smiled, laughed and howled, "there fuckersthought I was making this shit up, haha." "Nah guys, Tom here. Karbala is a challenging place to live at any time, but in winter, especially without the modern technology, it would be a challenging place to survive.Michal walked into the bedroom and gave me a shy smile as I lay reading. She then drifted to the northern windows a few meters from the bed. She pressed her face up against it and stared at the fury a centimeter away."See anything?" I asked."Just a little, the glow from some of the city lights... All this darkness Ilias, so little sun. And this. There I was, standing in the middle of my grandmother's room in front of her giant, ornate mirror, screaming at my reflection. I pulled out my dick and started yelling at it- spittle (little bits of spit) landing on the shaft "do it! you pussy!" i shouted. I raised the hatched and was about to end my problems when suddenly the ghost of my great-grandfather, Coxton Biggs, appeared in the mirror. "It's not always easy to carry around a five pound dick!" his voice rang out- stopping the hatchet. We started performing at many functions an parties.Sara used to be the lead dancer and we followed her. After a few shows, she stopped dancing with us in shows and the lead dancer would be chosen amongst us based on our performance.“A beautiful, skilled and dynamic lead girl actually drives the entire show”, Sara often quoted. It was quite true as the lead dancer always get more attention in these dances.Once during a party of a local businessman, a guest from Saudi called Ruvena, my roommate.