All the time he wanted to meet her and now when he had finally met her, he was acting as if he was meeting a Bollywood superstar.Ananth: I can’t bel...ieve it; really, this is like a dream!Anjali smiled and held his hand: this is real and I am here!Ananth: it is still a dream for me…you don’t know how happy I am today…Ananth gazed at her in amazement then he broke out of the trance and he raised his hands. The fingers touched her face and his right thumb traced her lips. Then he held her head and. . so full and so open all at the same time. Panic again threatens to rear it's ugly head, so I imagine a breeze passing thru me, in thru my mouth and out of my fuck hole... I am that open to You. My somewhat deranged laugh comes out as a snort because I can't move my lips, which makes me snort harder. The thought of being so open and vulnerable for You... available for You to use for Your pleasure, as You see fit... to be owned, possessed... to be Your possession... helps me regain my composure. Jean Grey was gone. The light of the X-Men had resigned out of a fervent belief that Cyclops was still alive. Magneto had returned to Genosha, with Polaris going with him. Bishop had returned to some desolate future. Gambit had resigned to lead the Thieves' Guild. Mikhail Rasputin and the Four Horsemen were loose somewhere in the world.September 20th 1977, not even two months later was the day that the X-Men died.After he nearly wiped out the mutant species due to Mr. Sinister's machinations,. Michael let go and stood up, ?Now listen up faggot, I’m having some pussy come round now gonna fuck some ass. What you’re job is which you better fuckin do by the time I get back is to eat this filth your druggie ways have created, understand??Paul nodded, Michael continued ?And if I get back and there’s even a speck of my shit, Sean’s cum and Jimmy’s piss still in that bowl I’ll punish you in ways you can’t imagine. He didn’t wait for the boys reply, he couldn’t speak any way only bark or moan.