Es karan meri himmat our badh gai. Maine soch liya ki aaj rat mai uski jam ke chudai karunga. Ab to mai sirf rat hone ka intajar kar raha tha. Roj ki ...arha mai aaj bhi aunty ke ghar mai sone gaya. Wo t.v dekh rahi thi mai bhi uske baju me baith ke t.v dekh ne laga. Uski beti so rahi thi. Kariban rat ke 11baj rahe the our barish bhi joro se chalu thi, achanak ek bijli chamaki our wo dar ke mare muzse lipat gai. Phir hum wapas se t.v dekh ne lage to usne muzse kaha ki vickey kal rat ko mere. Nobody’s sick! We’re having bigger orgasms than ever. We’ve got scientists, the best scientists, working on a cure. But the media is full of doom and gloom. We don’t need that.It’s always been that way. Longer than I can remember. And my memory’s good. Real good. Take World War II for instance. No, my memory’s not that good, but I read about it. Read a lot. I probably know more about World War II than anyone alive. And it was all media hype.One good headline and before long, there were. ”Then the man from France spoke up: “I sat my wife down and told her that from now on she would have to do all the shopping and also all the cleaning. The first day I saw nothing. The second day I saw nothing. But on the third day when I came home, the whole house was spotless and in the pantry the shelves were filled with groceries.”The man from Canada sat up straight on the bar stool, pushed out his chest and said: “I gave my wife a stern look and told her that from now on she would have to. She wanted her fantasy to come true. One of the guys said, “Did you hear that.” The other guy said, “What?” “Shhh,” said the first guy, “I think someone’s getting a blowjob.” She slurped even louder. Carl and Anna heard their footsteps getting closer. Their hearts were racing. One of the guys pushed the unlatched stall door open. “Holy shit, check this out! It’s a chick. And she’s hot.” Anna motioned with her hand for them to come in. The last guy in latched the door. They were in their early.