"Sit!" It was a command rather than an offer.I'd still been standing in the doorway. I stepped in and closed the door. I considered standing just beca...se I didn't like being ordered around like a dog, but decided it was probably just his style."Uh, I didn't get your name." I said after we'd stared at each other for several seconds."I'm Mr. Butz," he said sharply, without bothering to offer his hand. I decided this wasn't the best time to make a joke about his name."Yes, sir. I was hoping to...". Fir wo boli ap akele ho apke mumypapa out of station gye hain mene han me sar hila dia to unhone kaha ap khanakahan khaoge I said hotel me to wo boli nahi ap bahar mt khao baarish ka timehai me aj apka khana yahin bna leti hun mene khub mna kia bt wo nhi maani itneme tez barish suru ho gyi ab to me hotel b ni ja skta tha vese me khana jldikhata hun to me baarish rukne ka wait krne lga barish bahut tez thi itni medoor bell bzi mene dekha toAunty thi haath me khana liye hueboli jldi drwaza kholo. .Short story one: The Rich White Brat.I use to have a condo on the northside of Chicago near Milwaukee and Damen, which is considered a hip part of the city. I was literally walking distance from all the major bars and restaurants, which was good in case I was too drunk to drive home. One Thursday night, I was in a frisky kind of mood so I headed up the local pick up bar "Borderline". Fellas when I say "pick up bar" this place was a fucking meat market, wall to wall white pussy. The weekends. Having seen me enter the room, Mona had started to raise her head but Michael hands were entwined n her hair and pushing her back down onto his thick weapon.I winced at his choice of words to describe my wife."Don't you like me calling your wife a bitch, David?" he said with a hollow laugh, "but she is you know. A bitch, a slut and a tramp! She loves to suck black cock, man, look at her swallow me!"The truth could hardly be denied. There was no coercion, Mona was greedily gobbling away at his.