I can't get laid. Not for lack of trying. I'm a typical perpetually horny young man. Masturbation was a better choice than death by priapism. I'm stuc... between my little heads frustrated search for a zipless fuck and my big heads futile search for a story book romance with a strong earth woman mother of my children.My little heads charging for the goal. My big heads testing each kiss against until death do us part. Not to make excuses, but I'm convinced there's some conspiracy that keeps me. My father says again you have got the wrong house. he then puts a knife to my neck and cuts me i scream my dad is dad stands up he hits him again and says dont move. i shout stop it, please i do anything the bloke with the basebat looks at my father and say see she loves you. he then tell the other bloke who is holding me to let me go, i run to my father who is tied to a chair, he says to me i am sorry you are involved in this. he then grabs me and says to my father,doesn't she look beautiful?. He decided to spice it up with the cup of milk itself.“Alright. We will take a decision. I will drink the milk, if you give it after taking off your saree”“Please, drink it”, she pleaded shyly.“Nope, only if you give it without your saree”, she kept the cup back on the table and stood with her back facing him.“I will take it off later. Please”, she again pleaded with a big smile.‘’no, now. Do it now”, she removed the jewel on her hips but with all the other jewels intact, she took the saree of. "Did that happen here, too?" Hoshi asked with a horrified look."Worse," Trip explained. "These didn't have any parameters. They were just programmed to blow the engines up about 12 hours after going online." Who would use a fuse that burns for twelve hours?" Malcolm asked."Someone who is exceedingly well informed about our current status," T'Pol explained her spontaneous theory. "Someone who knows that we are not under pressure and that a normal human shift is at maximum 10 hours long. Someone.