After about 15 minutes or so, I said I was going to get the food.I had to wait about 10 minutes after I arrived at the pizzeria. It was Saturday night...and the place was packed. I finally got my food and headed back home.I parked the car in the garage, gathered the pizza and the appetizers and opened the door to the kitchen from the garage. I heard some music playing and what sounded like deep grunts. I also heard a sort of slapping sound.As I walked around the L-shaped countertop toward the. “Hey Bozo!” “Wake up, Baldy!” “Freak!” “Tranny!”I woke up. My heart was racing and sweat poured off me. I was in a flat-out panic. I wanted to run. I was crying. Panting. I was trapped in the sheets and couldn’t get free. When I finally found my voice, I screamed.“Daddy!”That broke it. With the word came lucidity. Daddy was dead. Mom was dead. Bradley and Oksamma were dead. For all I knew, the nasty kids at school were dead—at least as far as I was concerned.I untangled myself from my sheets. Bhaiya ke paas jaker unki kamar par shop lagane lagi tab bhaiya bole ki tere hath kap kyo rahe hai, maine kaha nahi tho. Bhaiya ne kaha aur din tho nahi kapte the aaj kya ho gaya tab phir maine kaha main aapki behan hu maine to aaj tak aapko sirf underwere me pehli baar dekha hai, itne me maine unki kamar par shop laga diya tha aur main jane hi wali thi ki bhaiya ne kaha mere aur body par bhi shop laga de, maine thodi ruki par phir maine unke hatho par aur phir unke aage ki aur badi tho dekha. All of a sudden I had an entire class of kids attempting to pull up myshirt against my will. I did the best I could to grab the hem and holdit down as they fought me in order to uncover my chest."He has tits," one of the kids shouted out, but at that time I couldn'tdiscern who. "Let's see if he has a pussy too."Now I was fighting to keep my shirt down and my pants up.Two excruciatingly long minutes passed by until the teacher, Ms. S.,finally showed her tall blonde Scandinavian ass up."What's.