I have very less friends and I like like mingle with all the people but no one considers me as a friend due to I look ugly. My stats are 165 cm height..., 58 kgs weight, 30 waist.. I perfect dusky slim guy..I always look at the beautiful either it is girl or a guy.. Many times while traveling I sight at hot people and always dreams about having sex with them(mostly with girls).I work in a famous MNC and I was officially transferred to Mumbai which is my dream city. There I joined for a project,. Why did you ask me that?’ Jolee was concerned about looking unprofessional and not knowing her instructions would be a black mark against her. She had meant to read the instructions given to her yesterday afternoon, but one thing after another had prevented her. In the taxi, she had to keep telling the driver to watch the road as his eyes kept wandering to the reflection of her chest in the rear view mirror. ‘No reason. No reason.’ Wilson guessed that he had just misheard the producer’s. Alka was wearing a Saree and a tight blouse which were too small for her large breasts.We boarded a crowdy bus from back and we just managed to get a place to stand right at the back of the Bus.I was in front of her.In the next stop more people climed in the bus making the sence more crowded.A man was standing behind Alka and was poking is cock on her that is why Alka said bhaiya let me come in front of you as people are pushing me from behind.I smiled at her but she did not reply with a smile. He delivered about 6 slaps in quick succession. My high heels again started skidding over the tiles, and my hair was hanging to the floor. He just held me there and I gave up struggling. He was panting as much as I was now. ‘Andrew, the blood is rushing to my head,’ I said, and then blew a clump of hair out of my mouth. ‘Well, I guess it has got plenty of room,’ he replied. ‘Ha fucking ha,’ I groaned. He let me up and I stood adjusting my hair and then my skirt. We just stopped and stared at.