Rihan is a studious and good looking guy. Two years back, he has worked out a lot on himself and I must say that he has earned a lovely physique with ...urvy muscles.One day it so happened that there was no one at Rihan’s home. Thus, he called me up to play some computer games (vacations were going on). I immediately went to his place and saw him wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and gym shorts.Well, we played for a while and thereafter he asked me whether I was fond of “Porn”. I replied. Porsha said you dont wanna cum. I told Porsha i do but not like this. Porsha said if i cant make you cum i'd give you a 100 dollars. If i make you cum you have to come home with me & fuck me. I said that's a helluva deal right there cause i be thirsty for money. I said to Porsha, how old are you & do you just suck random guys dicks all the time. Porsha was like no your the first since me & my boyfriend broke up & i'm 20. Then she said eveybody in the bar was hitting on me but i didn't want them. ‘But what does it all mean?’ Sam scrutinized the flowers as Miranda removed the card, ‘I mean, it’s Grey, it has to have a hidden message.’ ‘All I know,’ Virgil replied, ‘is that flowers stand for certain things, like how roses mean ‘love’ and all that.’ ‘So what do these flowers symbolize?’ Sam asked. Miranda read the card: Don’t be afraid. She closed her eyes, bringing the note to her lips and smiling. Thank you, Grey. Virgil brought the car around to the faculty parking lot. ‘Courage.’ The. Finally, the hand-drawn map and GPS display somewhat synchronized. I thought the building on my right was the same one shown in the fax.I looked back. The black truck was at the end of the road, idling. I took a breath. Locked the Jeep. Dashed across the road, feeling a thousand eyes on me.My knuckles beat a tattoo on the wooden blue door to the house. No answer.I looked to the left. The truck had started to roll slowly down the street toward me.I knocked again, harder. Nothing.The truck was 15.