He had blond hair and was easily a foot taller than I. His body was toned and corded with muscle as any young boy that played football would have bee.... He was fairly good looking and he was what you would call a jock.His red football jersey stretched over his back and had the number 54 on it."Number 54? Does that have any meaning?" I asked trying to make small talk"I'm a linebacker. Its a linebackers number. All football players have numbers on their uniforms depending on what position they. I then went back to themirror and touched it again. Another flash and I was back in my bodystaring at the girl. I thought about this... I was thinking of thischaracter when I first walked up to the mirror... what if I thoughtabout someone else.I then closed my eyes and thought of another woman I pretended to be,this time a red head. But instead of just thinking of just a character Ithought about changing the surroundings as well. I thought about havinga nicer place.When I opened my eyes sure. " He didn't look up at Kim, he just sat and played with his fingers.Kim was silent. She thought to herself, "So that's it, he is afraid to go because he can't dance." The young girl gazed at her older brother. She could tell that what he told her was hard for him to say."Jack, I could teach you. It's not really that hard to dance." Kim's voice quivered as she spoke. She watched carefully for any type of a reaction from him.He turned his head towards his sister without lifting it. "You would. Ek taraf mere dimag me chal raa tha yaar mujhse ise ni bulana chahiye tha abhi to puri raat baki h aur rhi baat gaalo pe nishaan ki use kaise chipaunga vhi dusri taraf haraami gand kuch bhi sunne k liye taiyaar naa thi.Finally o uth khada hua aur lund ko chus kr thuk lgane ko bola maine tapak se pura lund muh me le lia aur mje se gila krne lga chuki mai gand utha k chus raa tha so uska hath meri gand pe phuch raa tha usne bhi thuk kr meri gand gila kr dia vaise bhi maine pehle se oil lga rkha.