“An ending?” you say.Yes, you see, my story begins with me and a bullet traveling at the speed of sound, released from a trigger pull a split seco...d ago. One that just ended my life.I was sitting on my couch in my apartment’s fifth floor living room, mindlessly watching one of those movies that are interrupted every five minutes or so with ten minutes of commercials. I’m sure you’ve watched late-at-night movies so you know what I mean.The title of the movie is not important. It doesn’t add. When she came out, she was naked. Her tits were beautiful. She said, “Come on, guys, what are you waiting for? I’m all hot and ready for fun. Let’s get started.”Arvind was almost completely naked before I’d even gotten started. He dove between his wife’s legs and started eating her pussy. My cock was fully hard when I took off my shorts. Sheela said, “Oh yes, Rahul. Come over here and let me have some of that. Your cock is incredible. I need it.”I knelt by her head, and she started licking my. Then get a dog.If you want someone who is content to get on your bed just to warm your feet and whom you can push off if he snores... then get a dog!If you want someone who never criticizes what you do, doesn't care if you are pretty or ugly, fat or thin, young or old, who acts as if every word you say is especially worthy of listening to, and loves you unconditionally, perpetually... ... then get a dog.BUT, on the other hand, if you want someone who will never come when you call, ignores you. My name’s Rebecca but everyone calls me Becks by the way.’ ‘Pleased to meet you, Becks. How do you have your coffee?’ ‘Milk and one sugar please.’ Marcie brought the two coffees over along with a plate of cookies. ‘Help yourself to those,’ she told Becks. Becks did just that, wolfing the first one then taking a second which she ate a little slower. ‘So tell me about yourself,’ said Marcie, ‘What brings you here?’ ‘Oh, where to start. About two weeks ago I was thrown out of my home, literally. I.