’ kyo dala hai ye.Maine tughe bola tha ke tel dal naaaaa.? Maine kha ‘ maa tel se to sabhi marte hai.Lakin mai aaj ghi se marna chata hu.” our t...oda ghi maine mere lund ko lagaya.Maa ne kha “to shitan hai.Sudhre ga nahi.Kabhi.Chal ab laga’Maine mera lund maa ke gand per rakha our zor se ek zatkha dya.Maa challi’aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooyeeeeeee.Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa kaaaaaaar raaaaaha haiiiiiiiiiii.Aaaaaaaaa kyaaaaaa mereeeeeereeeee gaaaaaaaaand fade. It looked like it may hold off until he got to the station. Maybe it was the routine that was getting him down. He mused over this as he descended the stairs to the subway. Not a lot to see, as the station was packed on a Friday afternoon. Same old walls, same turnstile he used everyday as he swiped his card. Only the occasional homeless person causing a ruckus, or a street performer allowed variety in his routine. Getting to his platform he gave another sigh. It was completely full for the. Together, they built a wonderful family. My elder brother, Charles Anthony Portman is a third-year business student at Boston College. My other brother Cain is attending dad’s alma mater, Morehouse College, in Georgia. Since he’s the closest to me in age, we stay in touch. There’s another reason for that, too. You see, he’s the only one who knows my secret. I recently realized that I was different from the rest of humanity. And people like me weren’t that rare, either. There are. "He must be mad," said the inspector."He is worse than that, --he is a devil!" returned the turnkey."Shall I complain of him?" demanded the inspector."Oh, no; it is useless. Besides, he is almost mad now, and in another year he will be quite so." So much the better for him, --he will suffer less," said the inspector. He was, as this remark shows, a man full of philanthropy, and in every way fit for his office."You are right, sir," replied the governor; "and this remark proves that you have.