So close was I to the wagon, and so keenly did I observe the passengers, that I saw every feature plainly. I could hear the creaking of the axles and ...agon wheels, I even caught the scent of the draft horse as it pulled its load. A plume of dust was raised as the wagon passed by. It remained in the air for a moment even as the wagon and its passengers faded in the distance. Still smiling, I got up to go fetch a glass of iced tea. Only when I had entered the house did it hit me. What I had seen. I have many other experiences with my colleagues my seniors but I want to share story that took place during group outing with my junior, this is the story happened couple of weeks ago in between me and simmi (changed name) and this story contain all truth nothing fake even about us except our names.About me and simmi we both work in a call centre me a good looking male with an average body with no extra fats and nice due to earlier gym habit I am 5.11” tall and fair in complexion and simmi is. " She smiled uncertainly at her only son. He simply looked up and then quickly ran from the room, his pussy juice covered finger already in this mouth.It took only a few moments for him to return with another small vial with a thimble full of his experiment. His mother spoke rapidly, anxiously, "Open it David, hurry!" He did, then set it down next to the bed.David's mother inhaled deeply, taking in all the musk. He watched as she began to tremble and concentrate upon the foul stench he could. . actually ... it was coming down. "Poetic License," he said."The files," said Elizabeth... "And no kibitzing."The first three choices slapped down on the desk. The folders were thin. A simple Résumé listing schools attended, degrees acquired, positions obtained, hobbies ... now that was interesting. Hobbies; every single one of the three had listed Chaos as a hobby:Survival on Chaos.Fighting on Chaos.Smithy built swords.The psychology of the Chaos male.The laws of Chaos.Chaos Money.Chaosian.