Standing in his bedroom the one door of the wardrobe is missing altogetherthe other hanging on for dear life by it last remaining hinge, the hangingra...il sloping with his suits and jackets crushed together.The drawers of the small bedroom unit all open with items in totaldisarray scattered all over the floor, as if he just had been burgled, hewould not know if he had or had not been.His bed typical of most males is unmade and the carpet needs replaced ithas seen better times.Five foot four. That's when Dad smiled and said there was something about the men in the family when they turned eighteen. He said it didn't always happen to all of the men, only those in a direct-male line from our European relative. He pointed out to me that my cousin, his sister's son, would never have this happen to him.My cousin Jake and I were close. We were like brothers so I felt bad that he was going to miss out on something that we could share. I told my Dad my feelings on that, but he told me I. I understood the message he was conveying. “Do you know why?” he asked.I did, immediately know but I played along. “Why’s that, Chris?”“Because her mouth is full of hard cock. My cock. Listen …”He must have held the phone down near her mouth, as I could clearly hear her slurping away on his cock. After a minute or so of this I heard her gagging and it sounded like she was trying to cough up something.“That’s right, take it all down, you dirty bitch” he said. She told me later he had grabbed. But i wasn’t sure.She came towards us and talked to my parents.She was wearing a tight chudidar that showed her stiff small breasts.She was white and her fingers were long and narrow.Her eyebrows were dark and her pupil was black as a crow.Her face was white mixed with yellow and her chin held her lips correctly with a little chubby cheek she looked awesomely beautiful.The contrasting colour on her face yellow and black was perfect and unique.Her long hair that touched her cleavage was black.