. As I was sitting there, two men were sitting next to me, whispering to each other and silently laughing. They wanted to be there about as much as me... At one point, one of them looked over at me and said, "Hey, sorry if we're being dicks.", and laughed.I told him I didn't care much about this either.He said, "Yeah. I think we all came for the free weekend. My names Scott."I told him mine and we all sat through the rest of the meeting, pretty much not learning anything.When it was done, Scott. Both of them were hairy, which is something I noticed sinceI had no hair left on my body other than what was above my neck.As He sat down on the chair he passed gas out of His asshole directlyinto my face. It shocked me, not only the noise but the pressure of thewind on my face. He laughed and said "Did you enjoy that faggot"."ohhhhhhhhhh yes Sir, Thank You sir for farting on my face" I answeredas I kissed the source of His flatulence. Thinking to myself that I gotsmart by thanking Him. Room kisi hotel main nahi tha wo wahan ke residence area main tha.Main wahan station per pahucha to mujhe recieve kerne ke liye koi nahi aya to maine khud ek texi ki or jahan mera room tha wahan pahuch gaya.Room ek dum saaf tha main bahut thak gaya tha or shaam ke 6 baj rahe the to main bina khana khaye huye so gaya.Karib subha 6 baje main uth gaya or thodi exercise kerne ke baad nahane ke liye chal diya maine sirf towel pehna hua tha jaise hi main nahane ke liye pahuch tabhi room ke door bail. Ten years that were absent of good memories. He had a lot of memories of that time, but none of them gave him that much pleasure. He tried to focus on pleasant memories. Only two came to him: his visit to the casino where he’d had that incredible winning streak, and the subsequent visit to the whorehouse. Well, there had been the time spent at the cabin by the lake, but that time had been a false euphoria.Dexter took a good long swig from the bottle. He swallowed, and then loudly belched,.