I don’t want to fuck anyone. I just want to crawl up in a hole and die. I’m sure a bunch of high dollar shrinks would slap a label on me in a hear...t beat and claim I’m some kind of rare find. I think I’m just a real fucking loser. Here’s the bad part about the whole situation. Her boyfriend lives in my building. The next floor up to the right. I can hear him and his buddies partying all the time. And they do party all the time, mind you. I have a big screen tv and I can hear them over it clear. I am very much comfortable with my financial situation. After demise of father my mother stays our native place in Gujrat and myself alone here. Having lots of friends both boys and girls. I can feel at least 3 to 4 girls are very keen to get married with me, but no attraction from my side, because of their hair. I paid lots of money for longhaired prostitutes but their hair was maximum up to waist and not that much thick also. My search for cascading long hair was on. Now the story. Pr?fe es."Ich fuhr mit der Hand oberhalb des Stiftes durch die Luft. Nichts. Dannrund um den schwebenden Stift. Nichts."Wie...?" Ich nahm den Stift in die Hand. Er lie? sich nicht von derStelle bewegen, war wie von unsichtbaren Stahlstreben gehalten. "Wieist das m?glich?"Sie sah mich l?chelnd an. "?berzeugt, dass es kein Trick ist?"Ich nickte widerstrebend. Ich glaubte fest an Naturwissenschaften, undnach denen war so etwas unm?glich.Z?gernd, nach den richtigen Worten suchend, begann sie: "Es. As she stepped over the tub I just couldn’t stop staring at her breasts and pussy. She asked me if I liked what I saw. I was in a daze, brought myself back into reality and said. Mom’s eyes had been glazed over most of the day since she had came into the house. “Yes, I’m amazed how interesting your body looks, I just can‘t stop staring” She then got closer to me and we kissed passionately for the first time. I kissed her back, sticking my tongue in her mouth, moving it.