I am very drunk. If my body?s cells will bereplaced tomorrow, my hangover will leave with them, so I might aswell enjoy myself.Loudly I sing the songs... of my homeland ? Beatles, Springsteen. No oneinterrupts me.I reach the door of my own quarters. It is unlocked ? there is no needfor security inside the Nest, so I enter. Inside, a small oil lamp hasbeen lit, and emits a warm, pleasing yellow glow that casts flickeringshadows.A sound alerts me that my room is already occupied.I look to the source. I was just joking.Mona: Why were you in the lift, then? Where are you heading to? What are you doing there?!Ayan: I was walking towards the hostel gate, Mom. But then I took a break to text you. I just could not walk reading all your explosive messages. I am now near the exit. I need to catch a taxi.Mona: Why? Where are you going? Isn’t it only 7:50 AM? Where are you going so early?Ayan: I am going to the Railway Station, Mom.Mona: Why? Did you leave anything behind?Ayan: Hahaha. No. I have a. How many chicks could he do in a week? How many ladies of questionable morals could he spread open and thoroughly do in a month? How many times could he cum on a Sunday afternoon? These were all intellectual questions that Tom kept track of. He even had a coded diary with his results from month to month. Not that he was adverse to a chick coming back for seconds or even thirds. However, he was a rolling stone to say the least. At age 25, he wasnt about to throw in the towel and get hitched. ”“Yes Joseph.”“Open the door.”She did, and he pulled her to kneeling on the floor and closed it. “I give an order, and you say, ‘Yes Joseph,’”“Yes Joseph.”“Get my cock out and suck it.”“Yes Joseph,” she smiled up at him and did what he ordered.“Joe?” Joanne murmured.“I brought us a gift,” he grinned.“I thought...”“I know. But things came up.”“I can see that,” she snickered.“Don’t be a smartass, Slut.”“Yes Joe. Sorry.”“Strip for me.”“Yes Joe.”“Quicker,” he moaned. His cock entered Liana’s.