And he was a several years younger than me, which lent the arrangement something of the older sister/younger brother vibe, which to extent was kind of...true - he was my best friend's younger brother, which was how it had come to pass that, after chatting at her wedding. I'd offered him somewhere to stay when he moved to Bristol and here we were, nine months later with a mostly agreeable "temporary" arrangement still in place.... So it was that this afternoon I was trying to find a box of. The guys at the firm love to harass me, you know, and this is serious. It's getting serious, anyway. Really serious."I nodded and looked up at him. "Sure. I won't say anything."He smiled. "Thanks." What relief burst from him. "So what's up today? I'd invite you in but it's not exactly the best time."My mouth opened but I couldn't say anything. I couldn't beg him to be my friend, to hear me out. It seemed like too big a thing to casually confess on someone's doorstep, and I felt out of place. Aakhir kar woh din aahe gaya jab ek din us nai mujh sai kaha kai ammar zara yeh tubelight ki taar lagado main andar room main laganai chalai gaya main nai light ki taar lagae or bahair janai laga us nai bola tehro itna mushkil kaam kya hai chai p kai jao mere na karnai per bhi us nai mera hath pakar kai sofai per bitha dya woh dupatta nahin pehni hoe thi thori dair main woh chai lai kai aagae woh chai table per rakhnai kai lye nechai jhuki tu uskai boobs aadhai sai ziada nazar aarahai thai kia. It was low lit with about 8 rows of chairs there was about 12 people in here all of them were guys. I sat down in the 5th row 6 seats in. They had a interracial porno on. A few minutes in a guy sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my neck. I looked over and there was this black guy wearing a pair of baggy jeans and a green t-shirt. He pulled me in closer to him and I was looking down at his crotch. He zipped open his jeans and I leaned down and kissed his crotch. As I made out with.