Some more lotion is applied to my now bald scalp before something resembling a black and white rubber swimming cap is pulled tightly over my face. It ...as a mouth hole, a slightly moulded nose with 2 nostril holes and an opening for each eye. It is so tight over my head as i hear a zipper fastening, followed by a soft metallic click of a padlock. Soft touches are made along my spine, over where the zipper is, followed by a smoothing down of the material.Suddenly a man's voice."There, cow, now. It was split diagonally across the top with one half blue and the other orange.Then I concentrated on the caption underneath the picture. “Toby Storm at his Nephew Tom Blake’s Graduation.” That one stunned me. Yes, no question about it, that was my ‘Friend’ Tom in that picture.I sat back in the chair, way back. It’s the little things that happen, if you pay attention, that can give you the Big Picture. Tom and I had met at college. Even though we didn’t hang around a lot together, we did have a. I saw it, and I knew. I even said it. ?It?s going to fall.? And we watched in a trance again, as the tower collapsed. We watched from the cameraman?s view on the street, as he ran for cover, hiding beneath an old van, and saw the wall of dust that came. In an instant, everything was black, and when the dust finally cleared, it was still one color, and it was a gray, a horrible dull gray. Men, both black and white, were now gray, everything, from the people to the streets, had turned gray.. Jab darwaza khula to maine dekha ki wo ek 44- 45 saal ki aurat thi.usne blue colour ki saari pehne hue thi usne mujhe jaldi se andar bula ke gate ko aachi tarah se ander se bund kar liya aur wo mi=uje bad rood me legi mene kha aap latiye mene injection bhar liya he peticot thod sa neeche karlo use mera lund pakadar dba diya aur boli injection rakhdo muje nahi lagwana baatein karta karta uske saath baith gaya uska naam simmi tha maine baatein karte karte uski choochiyo ko masalna suru kar.