"I've waited too long for this moment." He's an older man. I would guess mid-40s but I'm not sure.He's not only a strange man but one who somehow know... my name. Worse still is he's holding a large knife. The worst yet is he's a naked man with an erect penis. Agitation stirs up in my entire body. I fear I know why he is naked and his knife is for the purpose of helping him achieve his desires.I see my covers on the floor at the end of the bed. That means he pulled them off me. His clothes are in. . Vo kuch der aise hi mere upar leta rha.. Mujhe bhut tej dard ho rha tha.. Kuch der baad mera dard kam hua.. Fir usne deere deere dhakje marna suru kiye.. Mujhe fir dard hone lga.. Pr mai bardast krne lga.. Fir mujge deere deere maja aane lga.. Mai fir lete apni gand upar ki aur krne lga.. Fir usne wapis mujge kuttiya ki position pr le aaya.. Aur jor jor se dhakke marne lga.. Mujhe maja aane lga.. Bhut mota lund tha.. Aur lamba bhi.. Gand ki jad tak ja rha tha.. Uske dhakko ki speed bhut tej. ‘Fine,’ she huffed and pouted. ‘They said you were a real meanie pie. I’ll just read then.’ With that, she pulled out her Braille book and quietly read to herself. He signaled to the flight attendant and bought another scotch on the rocks for himself. He looked down at the napkin and smiled to himself, the flight attendant had written her phone number on it. He carefully folded up the napkin and put in in his shirt bucket. ^^^ Gary Weaver was used to this type of attention. At six foot four and. .. Of course the curvesand breasts were probably more the reason nobody would recognize me, butI ignored that for now. I just wanted a tan.I went to my front door, and looked down -- there was hardly anything butheels. Only one pair of old sneakers still tucked into a corner I usedfor work still.I grabbed a pair of purple strappy heels and slipped them on, they lacedup a little way past my ankles. They were cute! And probably overkill,but if I was gonna walk the runway to the pool, then I was.