As I peeked inside, I saw one homeless man fucking another homeless man. They turned at me and smiled. I, embarrassed, ran off. As I started my travel... back home, it dawned on me, "These homeless men don't care who they fuck, just as long as they are fucking." I returned home and showered after my walk. I decided then, that later that night I would return to the homeless spot and finally see if I could get some cock. I didn't care at that point how disgusting they may be, I wanted it bad. A. He knows something happened, but most likely, he does not connect it to the bracelet. I wonder if he believes I placed him in a trance and hypnotically suggested the images he saw. Does he even know what hypnosis is? I do hope that he does not think I enchanted him. I hope his mother did not raise him to be superstitious, but who knows to what she attributed his facial deformity. Oh! I hope the bitch did not burden him with the horror of telling him his face is accursed. Shit! I know nothing of. "Why, what else has happened?" Gillian leant forward curiously, sensing that there was something she had missed.Louise quickly related what she'd seen in the Duty Free shop and Gillian sighed. "Maybe you've jumped to the wrong conclusion?" she said hopefully."No, I didn't." Louise applied some pink lipstick and threw her bits back in her pack. "Come on, let's go eat something." She was in no mood to discuss the incident further — what was the point? After a few hours she would never have to see. Month ki bat hai mai apni car se kam par jaa raha tha to mera dhyan city bus stop par khadi ek ladkipar gaya mujhe kuch jana pahachana sa chehera lag raha tha to maine gadi side me par kar li aur consantratiopn se use dekha , aur chuk gaya college ke jamaneme mai jiss ladkipar line martatha rekha wo thi mai sitha uske pas jakar bolaa hi pahachana , usne kuch der gourse dekhkar kaha nath mai bola thanx pahachana ,Fir maine uske bareme usne apne bareme bataya , aap ko batadu rekha ek sidhi sadhi.