After a long andunsuccessful night of pubbing and clubbing, my friendDavid and I had stumbled back to his apartment. A fewmore drinks, some commiserat...ng with each other overstriking out, and a few puffs on an illegal substancehad helped our conversation drift to the strange.I thought I knew David fairly well, so I was prettysurprised when he told me that he was bisexual, "witha few extra kinks thrown in besides!". I made itexpressly clear that, while I was okay with whatever hethought he. Wo bhi muzhsey comfort thi kyoki maine ussey uskey first breakup se mentally ubhaara tha. Baali umar ka pyar kaafi khatarnaak aur dardnaak hota hai. Wo muzhsey 8 saal chhoti thi. Ek din maine ussey poocha sweety hum roz sex ki baatein karte hai,theory bahut hua kabhi practical karein. Usney kaha nahi mai sirf apne pati ke saath karungi.Maine kaha muzhey hi do ghantey ke liye apna pati maan lo. To wo hass di. Phir ek roz hum evening show dekhne gaye. Wo devendra nagar me pg rehti thi aur uski. They where good friends but he couldn't have her.When i was like 18 we talked quite open and he told me quite honest how much he liked her.When i was about 20 i just had my first little apartment and ran in to Otillia on the street, i told her about it and she said she'd like to see it, so i said yeah and took her home. When i showed her the terrace she looked down from the balcony to the garden below and i stood behind her. I didn't see an upskirt, but a lot. She turned her head back and. .. and everywhere ... I don't know. Ready for forever." Where is forever?" It's where I'm going." I want to go with you." You can't go with me. I'm sorry baby." I love you, Jazz." I'll always love you, Carlos. I have to go now. Can you hear them?" Don't leave me. Hear who?" They're beautiful. They're so perfect." Who are they?" When you're ready, come to me. I'll wait for you." Don't leave me, Jazz." Go to her. She needs you. She loves you."Her voice was slowly fading."Jazz ... Jazz, I love.