Me kanpur ka rahane wala hu. Mere ghar me mummy papa behan and me rahate hai. Me delhi me job or btec kar raha hu me hu mujhe office se hi single room...mila hua jis meek dining room ek kitchen ek attach bathroom and toilet haime chuti me ghar gaya tha me bhaut 3 saal bad ghar gaya sab bahut khus the meri bahut sawa kar rahe the or sikait bhi kar rehe the meri bahen ka naam rupali hai wo 22 saal ki bsc pass kar chuki thi to papa ne mere se bola ki isko bhi job lagawa de phirme bola ki thik hai or. They were not smooth skinned at all.All were lumpy and uneven. The only consistency musthave been the smell. They all smelled awful.I was horrified when my wife pointed at a really ugly,misshapen monster sausage. It even had a green tinge toit. There were three old barbaric men at the counter.And they looked like extensions of their ugly sausages� almost black, ugly faces and appearances like uncouthand smelly. Their clothes looked like they had rolledin the sausage meat before coming here.. Thinking nothing of it I carried on lounging around when I hear a voice say in a thick German accent "so I see you had a shave before you came back to the beach yesterday". Slightly red faced and in shock that someone from our hotel saw us I said "yes I felt a bit self conscious". She said "you shouldn't, you have a great body and a nice cock". Totally shocked and un-nerved by her comments I turn bright red. She said your not embarrassed are you?". I said "Yes, I've never done anything like. John set down his guitar and saw himself or rather Elisha Moving to her car, the only thing was Elisha usually parked her car in the opposite side of the school and out of sight of John. John shrugged it off as a hallucination and went home.When John got home he made his way up to his room, which was clad in Movie and Band Posters. Setting, his books down John took a seat on his bed and faced his closet, only to realize he was no longer in his room.'What the Fuck?'John pondered as he stared at.