.I asked her many times and on repetitively asking from me she suddenly uttered,”tumhe to khyal hain nhe ki koi tumhare intezar me schhol ata hai au... tum bina bataye school ki chutti mar lete ho”..I surprisingly looked at her and she then realising what she uttered ran away in shy..I was on heaven again..It was my time now..I went to her and said,”hey princess”..She looked at me and smiled,”am i look like a princess”…I said,”you cant even imagine what you are to me..I want your number”..Then. ."I can only curl up and hold my head. All these incidents make no sense.Maybe they are right that I have been cursed living as a man for the restof my life. What about my job? My friends? My family? All my life thathas been destroyed by this whole thing? How am I supposed to live?"I know you're scared," Ebisu said. "The ship that is our only vehiclehas also been destroyed, so we'll be stuck here with you." Is there anything worse? Will I really die after this?" Died anonymously, unknown, and. My family and my best friends rode with me down to the Nokia Theatre.The bus pulled into the back lot that was created by blocking off most ofGeorgia Street on the west side. There were already a number of busses andtractor-trailers parked there. My entourage wasn't quite as big as it hadbeen for my tour, but there were still an impressive number of vehicles.Once inside the theatre I spent a few minutes greeting everyone who wasworking on preparing for the concert. Many of them were veterans. Ich gab dem Mann den Strick und drehte mich um. Legte meine Hände auf den Rücken und sagte ihm er solle sie fesseln. Er tat es, allerdings relativ locker. Ich bat ihm das fester zu machen und er solle sich keine Gedanken machen ob es mir weh tat, schliesslich würde ich eh gleich geschlachtet. Hallo? Wieder diese Schauer der Erregung. War ich pervers? Er zog fester und ich dachte nur was ich für eine blöde Kuh sei ihm so etwas zu sagen, denn das tat schon ziemlich weh wie der Strick sich in.