It was the smell that told you that you were somewhere that was definitely not England, that and the humidity and the heat. It was worse at night beca...se then the mosquitoes began biting. Even travelling in trucks pulling the Bofors antiaircraft guns, the smell permeated the cab, a damp, musty smell of rotting wood yet aromatic and earthy, infused with the scents of tropical plants. The noise of the engine drowned out the strange calls of the nocturnal animals, but that smell meant you could. Tech I was searching for job and I have gone through many interviews but not selected and my mother told this that I am in search of job to my cousin brother who was already working in Banglore and he compensated me for the job in his company and i got it through his recommendation and i also use to live in Banglore along with my cousin brother in his flat and it carried out for one month as routine then my friends called me that they are coming to Banglore to enjoy and I was happy that some. In I rushed, then he shut and locked the door.Excitement was now burning hot inside me.I looked into his eyes,went to say something but before I could his lips were on mine and his hand miraculously had entered inside my blouse as if I had no blouse on.The Kiss was pure a****l all tongue and slurping.I cant remember doing it, but I found myself wanking his cock,how had it got out.Had I taken it out or had he?Who gave a fuck it was out and I was going to have it,or that's what I thought.Instead. ”Whew. Dodged a bullet.“So, again. Why are you going to Minneapolis?”She wasn’t going to give up, and Minneapolis was still five hours away.I lifted my forehead from the glass. “Okay. Okay.”“Yay!” Her tone was light, but she studied my face intently as she said it. “That thing you said about everything seeming normal?” I began.“Yes?”“Well, it’s kinda like that.”Silence. I wasn’t sure any more explanation was necessary. I felt a heaviness invade my limbs. I felt very tired. Tears welled up from.