Now take your shower and get dressed, then Father Bartholomew will assign your chores.” Caleb said with acid on his voice.I started shaking then, ma...be it was due to the stress of this whole transition, or Caleb’s bad attitude. But I suddenly yelled out, “No, Why should I listen to anything you say, I don’t want to be here just as much as you don’t want me here! And my name is Matt.”In a second I was pushed against the wall. “Listen Daniel, if you don’t do what I tell you you’re going to be in. Main Pahli bar apni story post karne jaa raha hoon. Mera naam Rakesh hai of course name changed meri umr abhi 28 ki hai. Ye story char saal purani hai. Mere yahan ek tenant rahte the Jisme ek ladki Rekha name changed rahti thi.Dikhne me zyadah Khubsurat to nahi thi magar uske boobs kaafi bade the jise dekh kar bus man karta tha ke kaise dabaoon. Us samay who class X me padhti thi. To kahani is tarah start hoti hai ke who mere cousin ke yahan tuition karti thi. Ittefaque se mera cousin. Her ther****ts was a plump young blonde with a black shirt and pants on. I drew a middle-age brunette with mocha skin and tattoos across her cleavage and tone arms. The low cut v-neck white shirt accented these features on her perfectly. As she smiled and told me that she would be "taking care of me today", I wanted to take back all my restrictions I provided on the sheet. With the other ther****t talking to my wife just a few feet a way, my ther****t asked if there were "problem areas" that I. "Good bye," I said, and hung up.I immediately went upstairs and picked out something appropriate to havebrunch in. I found nothing. I realized that, not being a gay man, I hadno sense of style. Layla clearly would expect someone who would date herto be stylish.I drove to the local men's shop. I walked the aisles until someoneapproached me and asked if I needed help. I explained that I was meetinga gay friend the next day and wanted to be at least as stylish as he was.I explained we were going.