En annan en idam ithai ketkum pozhuthu suma bour adikirathaal paarthen endru solinen, ipadiye sendru kondu irunthathu. Aanal en annan matum computeril...ena paarkiran enbathu maraimugamaagave irunthathu. Oru naal veetil yaarum ilai en annan vazhakam pola kathavai sathi kondu ulle irunthaan, avan nanban veetirku vanthu en annanai azhaithaan.Naan kathavai thatinen, avan ulle irunthu konde ena endru ketan? Un nanban vanthu irukiran endru solinen. Udane kathavai thiranthu yar endran, enaku. The color that wasn’t in vogue until Michael, Wesley & Tyson gave brothers other than bright skinned ones permission to be fly. But nonetheless scaring the heck out of us both we jumped backward in unison looking startled and confused. I stood back in the doorway hoping he wasn’t as intimidating as he looked as I mentally calculated the distance between him and the front door, looked around for any potential advantage I could seize, sized him up and judged his demeanor then stood up straight,. "Yesss," was his grinning reply as he picked up another and mashed it into my lips, forcing my mouth open in surprise. He pushed the hors d oeuvre on into my oral cavity. I nearly choked before I spit it out into his face.He was still wearing that shit-faced grin. That infuriated me even more. I don't suppose my face looked too pretty as I glared at him, boiling mad.By then, we were attracting a great deal of attention. People stopped to stare rather fearfully. I picked up a full drink and. I turned around into it. My heart sank and stomach lurched as I recognised Red Barry, one of the bouncers from Shenanigans, a club I often frequented at weekends. His nickname came not only from his strawberry blonde hair but also from his fiery temper, he had a reputation for being a bit heavy handed with some of the more awkward or inebriated punters. Fuck, what had I been thinking? You know, he’d actually been trying to get me in the sack for ages but I kept knocking him back, refusing his.