.." Don't care," she interrupted." ... and I have flashbacks to unpleasant times..." Me too. We can hold each other when they come," she interrupted a...ain." ... and I have a spirit in my head that talks to me, and I'm paranoid about everything. I probably have PTSD and I'll wake up someday a raving lunatic, or worse." I like Martinez. He visited my head when we were in Florida, you know. I don't care about the paranoia. Have you had any strong feeling of paranoia lately? I don't think so. I. I felt him come up behind me and push his hard on against my ass telling me he wanted the same. The guys we were with put up a protest “Don’t leave now, the party is just starting.”I think then that’s when Andy got the idea as soon after he replied “In that case why don’t you come back to our place, then the party can really start” I turned to look at him, a wolfish smile on his face and he gave me a wink that told me what was going to happen. As we got into the flat me and Andy were soon all. At the end of the day you retreat to your office to think on your conundrum some more. After a few minutes there is a soft knock at the door."Can I come in?" asks Luna"Um sure," you say trying to stifle the mess of paperwork on your desk.She closes the door and walks towards you before leaning on the edge of the desk."Are we ok?" she asks, "you seemed off this morning when I paid you and then again when you worked me out." Yeah," you offer weakly, "its nothing." John," she says, "do you know. Aao pas aao aur apne mote lund se meri choot ko khub achee tareha se ragar kar chodo.” mere iss bat ko sun kar boh harkat me a gaya. Boh mere same apne kaproon ko utarne laga. Usne pahale apna shirt ko utara. Phir usne apna chadhee bhi dhere se utar phenka. Chadhee utar te hi uska lund meri anokhoon ke samne a gaya. Uska lund is samay bilkul khara tha aur chodne ki betab ho kar jhoom raha tha. Mai uske lund ko bari bari ankhoon se ghoor rahi thee. Uska lund mere pati ke lund se jada bara aur.