I awoke the next morning my sister was making breakfast as we sat and ate derrick left for work and we had the house to ourselves.After we ate i asked... her if we could see the town my sister laughed and i thought she was being a bitch like ''ha ha poor big sister wants to be a tourist''. After the laugh she agreed and i went upstairs to get dressed i wanted to wear something sexy but modest i didnt want to come off as a total slut so i put on my black gstring and low cut denim jeans that showed. ‘That’s wonderful. What will you be doing there?’ ‘I have a job lined up at NYU,’ I said, feeling embarrassed about my meager life plans. ‘I figure I’ll do that for a year before starting grad school. If I can handle the city,’ I added. ‘Handle it?’ he repeated, puzzled. ‘Why wouldn’t you be able to handle it?’ I shrugged. ‘I don’t know, it’s a big city. You know…it’ll be quite a change.’ ‘I have all the confidence you’ll do more than handle it,’ he said warmly, smiling that gorgeous smile.. This is the pure true story just happened on Sunday 22th June, in Bhimavaram I took general ticket to Secunderabad (Narsapur Express) as train is busy I don’t got Reservation in train, the general compartment is full and people are standing at entrance so I am not able get in the train,it was around 8:00pm the train is moving so I ran and stepped in the reserved bhogi, at next station I came down again I tried and with great difficulty I’ve entered inside, there I am standing on one side one. "He opened his purse as if to find his wallet then Bob kicked Pierre inthe balls as hard as he could. As Pierre flopped on the floor writhingin pain, Bob bent over and said, "Here's your tip. Always wear a cup towork. Because every time I see you in the future I'm going to dropkickyour balls into tomorrow. Have a good day; I suggest you put ice onthose. It'll keep the swelling down."Bob rushed home to get ready for the show. His first task was to ensurehis man parts stayed out of sight. .