" Don't call me Carroll! My name is Killer!" he roared. "Who told you to call me Carroll, old man?" "No one told me, Carroll," the old man replied.... "Are you enjoying the beautiful weather?" The only thing I'm gonna enjoy is teaching you some respect for me and my gang," Killer growled. "And my name is Killer!" Now Carr?er, Killer, I wouldn't do that if I were you," the old man admonished. "You don't know who and what I am." Oh, yea? What you are is dead meat," Killer threatened,. From the very first feelings I had about my sexuality I realised I had a strange fetish toward older men, the fatter, the hairier the sweatier the better, well within reason but I understood this fetish very well so much so that I avoided almost all contact with people my own age or younger than me in any sexual manner it was something that didn't turn me on at all and was definitely out of my comfort zone unless I was extremely desperate, so this particular day was a Saturday morning and I was. He stood outside until Konil came out a few minutes later. Seeing Two Bears dressed in his new clothes, Konil grunted in approval. The two men started off in the direction of the fire pit they had left only hours before. This time when they reached the fire pit, the cold air that they had walked through made Two Bears appreciate the waves of warmth given off by the burning charcoals. In their absence, the young boys had continued putting on new charcoals and spreading the red hot coals to. Mummy mayeke gayi thi aur papa unke sath gai the. Maine payal ko bataya aur bola chal baith hum baat karte hai. Woh maan gai. Woh boli mere ghar pe bhi koi nahi hai sab raat ko lautange, isleye mai socha yaha reh jau.Maine kaha aaram se raho.Phir kuch der baat karne ke baad maine pucha “tu us din mms dekh ke darr kyu gai the? Payal: mujhe acha nahi laga. Maine kaha “are kuch galat nahi hai, kuch dekhigi nahi to kuch shikhegi kaise. Ye sab janna jaruri hota hai warna baad mai pachtaigi.” Payal.