You have had this dream before. The dream is always the same. You know what is coming next. Soon, you break through a cloud of rainbow wonder and see ...t, far below: the White City, the City of Dreams. You do not know the city by its name, but you have seen its towering, silver-capped spires of gleaming white marble more times than you could count, and you never tire of its breathtaking beauty. As you soar, you are overcome with a sense of joy and wonder as you gaze down at the golden streets. .......It was Dec. 25, 2014. I was home for winter break from school, and I had made a pact with some of my friends that we would each come out to our families. Going to the movies on Christmas night is one of my family's traditions. At the movie theater, two rows below me to the left was a gay couple, and I remember my brother cracking a joke about them. A switch went off in my brain, and anger filled my body. I was fed up with hearing remarks like that for the past 9 years of knowing and. I am 20 years old and fair skin tone and height of 5’7″ and a thin and lean person. No need of introducing her because she is an outstanding aunty. I am a person who doesn’t talk much with girls and even with my relatives. So as I am so shy I am unable to make relations with girls. I came to know that there is a paid aunty for sex. So I collected all the information and asked her for sex. Once she agreed we have planned in a hotel room. Now the action starts as she said she is waiting in the. I made my move around 2:30 to the bathroom fully intending for a full 5 minutes to spend 12 seconds peeing and the rest thinking about what I saw earlier. Set my purse down to pee and see my mechanical eraser that Brandon returned next to my phone. The cap was lined with spit, I thought gross here we go. I picked it up and uncapped it to my horror the entire thing filled to the brim with spit. In my shock i moved my hand quickly, some of Brandons spit swirled out of the empty eraser cartridge.