He'd spent the day running their errands. He'd answered phones, heard so many crackpots who thought that they knew him, knew his Purpose. He'd heard t...he stories, the ones who thought he was an alien, who thought he was their neighbor, one lady had even said he was a transvestite that came up from Detroit on the weekends.What they didn't realize, had no idea, he was so much more than all of that, than all of them. He had hoped they would understand, but it didn't matter anymore. He had new plans. Mein larki ko sahi tarh se na dekh paya magar ghar ka pata chal gaya. Main ne tariq se zikir kia tu us ne tamam detail sunai. Larki ka naam Rabia tha aur wo 1st year ki student thi. Wo Lahore college mein parhti thi aur kafi larkon k sath uski friendship thi. Koi 2 month baad ki bat hai k 1 17-18 saal ki larki mujhe college uniform mein book shop pe mili. Us ne bataya k wo meri he gali mein rehti hai aur atay jatay mujhe dekha hai. Jab us ne apna naam bataya tu mujhe yad aa gaya k ye wohi larki. With a war cry I charged. She screamed and ran away from me hose pointing at me, trigger down and an ice cold jet of water hitting me in the chest and face. She didn’t make it more than ten feet before I dodged to the left and grabbed her around the waist picking her up off the ground. She squealed as she tried to get me with the hose, her legs flailing in the air. We wrestled as I tried to disarm her and fell to the ground. This was my territory now. She was quick but I had a good 60 pounds on. Oh no. But I did it. I kissed her asshole. Like I meant it. ‘That’s my boy’ she said. ‘Lick higher. Lick my lips. Lick by pussy.’ I started to object, but thought better of it. I closed my eyes and started. ‘Oh yeah’ she muttered. ‘Lick it boy. Put your tongue in there. Lick me good. ‘ And I did. Until my tongue got tired. I stopped to catch my breath. ‘What are you doing? Did I tell you to stop?’ ‘No, I had to breath for a minute.’ ‘Not my problem. Penalty for you. Kiss my ass again. French.