THE URINAL WAS THE "TROUGH" TYPE AND WHILE IWAS STANDING THERE THE DOOR OPENED AND THE OWNER/MANAGER Mr. AL LALLY CAME IN.HE WALKED UP TO THE URINAL A...D STARTED TAKING A PEE. I GLANCED DOWN AND LOOKED ATHIS COCK. IT WAS VERY LARGE AND APPEARED TO BE "CUT". I COULDN'T STOP LOOKING. THEN Mr.AL SAID, "DO YOU SEE ANYTHING YOU LIKE", ALL I COULD SAY WAS "IT'S SO BIG". AL ZIPPED UP ANDAS HE WAS LEAVING HE TOLD ME TO COME TO HIS OFFICE, DOWN THE HALL, AND HE WOULD GIVE MEA COUPLE OF FREE PASSES. AS. Unka ghar mere ghar se ad kar hi hai .Osto may storie sunane say pahle apko badadu ki ye storie bikul 100% real hai or aap is story ko khub enjoy karenge so lets do starts this storyBaat 2014 ki jab B.Com ke 5th sem may tha main meri colllage khatm karke ghar aa raha tha halki barish bi ho rahi thi jab main ghar main enter huaa so muje jor se pipi aayi huii thiMay pipi karne ke liye toilet main gaya to muje paki or washing ki awaz ane lagi jab main pipi kar ke utha or khidki main se janka to. Everything had to be perfect for their special night, the house, the meal, and her, especially her. She called the beauty shop and got the first appointment available for Friday morning.The next call she made was to a florist who specialized in freeze dried rose pedals. She learned of the place when she and Andrew had attended a wedding where they were used. The florist was almost an hours drive but it didn't matter, the pedals would lay a pink and burgundy trail right up the stairs to their. How could he win her back, he thought, if he had yet to win her at all? With that thought his head began to pound. All of this time traveling nonsense was much a bother. He’d lain awake most of the night with a pounding headache when he thought about such things. It really didn’t matter to him. If he had won her or not. He knew he had once, in his time. With a soft smile, he stopped and leaned his forehead against the cool wall. And if a barbarian could win the hand and heart of such a soft.