I have two functional "dads", one, whom I call dad, my legal one, the white knight in any boys life, the one who taught me all about old, ethical valu...s, honor, proud, respect, to fight for others if needed, the one who taught me calculating, logics, technical comprehension. And on the other side, the one who gave me my "programming", my dirt, my disordered relationship to my mom, and women, the one who I call for my whole life "uncle", the one who taught me side by side with my grandpa, his. "-So, snow's better than this goddamn rain," Matthews was saying. "At least when it snows, all we got to deal with is pulling idiot SUV drivers outa the damn ditches. When it rains, we got to deal with fucking ever'body and their fucking uncle crashing into each other-" Unit seventeen, unit seventeen, this is base, do you copy?" the radio crackled from under the dash.Matthews muttered: "Oh shit, here we go again," and snatched up the microphone. "This is seventeen, over." Ah, what's your 20,. I am 18 of age fair color my friends say that I am cute,5 feet 9 inch height n Have a 7″ junior .Here my story starts I think I should write in urdu coz it will be more enjoyable.My Lahore main jis area my rahata ho its really a beautiful place it have a jogging track.Mari sari story ISS jogging track ki wajha sy he hwi hy.My daily sham ko walk karny jata tha sara din busy hota ho is liay sham ko relax hony k liay joging krta ho.Daily ki tarha my ek din walk krny gya us din my track k taiz taiz. They all have hoods or hats on, pulled down so I fit right in. Not wanting to raise anyone's attention I wait a bit, and turn away as the door opens and a husky k** with short hair comes out, smiling and holding the door for the next in line. I can't see much through the door, but can hear a muffled groan that sounds feminine. The k** in front of me is laughing quietly now, repeating 'I'm gonna get me some of that strange...' over and over.This routine repeats itself until I am next in line. As.