Nahin Pia main mom ko kuchh nahin pata chalega tu Daar maat main hoo na tere Papa. Raghab Pia ki Semiz utar kar usski sine ko gahari nazar sain dekhne...laaga wow Pia ki sine par ubhareh huya dono chhoti chooti nimboo. Dil chaha ki aapne Zubaan sain chat lain. Nahin abhi nahin khu d ko samal liya.Beta oho ehe kaab sain huya? Bahoot dard hain kya o my little baby. Papa sain kiu chhupayee tu nain. Huh papa bahoot dard hain aur dekho bad v rahi hain main kiya karu Pia nain dukhi awaz sain jabab. He felt that maybe his father wanted him to use the one that he had appeared in the doorway of. He stepped inside it. It was hot, and smelled of disinfectant and fiberglass. He stood in front of the funnel shaped urinal and pissed, looking at the writings on the wall as he did. One message drew his eye. "Meet me tonight at the office, men's room last stall on the right."He shook himself dry and walked to the food area and got his coffee. Thinking he was crazy, he nevertheless asked to borrow a. “Was it a joke?” she pondered as she waited for the phantom writer. ‘Boom’ a local clock started chiming midnight. The sound made her jump out of her skin but she felt warmth on her neck. She turned and there stood a handsome man dressed in a black suit. Over his left shoulder was draped a black cloak; he removed it and draped it over the young woman. “You're cold; let me help you.” He walked her into the house, an amazing light flashed, and there was warmth, music and people all dressed in. It’s not so much my looks, it’s my voice and the real fact I am a man. Maybe a pussy of a man but still.Then, without any warning, life as I once lived it, was no more.A huge pine tree fell across the road. Diego slammed on the breaks and swerved also but we still tapped a few of the weaker small limbs before coming to a halt. “Chupame la verga!! Hijoputa! That was way too close Miss Brandi!”I’m still in shock as he is shouting this to me. My right hand has a death grip on the oh shit handle,.