Muje bohot sare readers ke feedback mile. Thank you so much readers. I hope esehi apko ye story bhi pasand ayegi.Time tha college ke 2nd year vacation... ka. Me gaya tha apne gaav kaka kaki ke pas rehne.Wo mere sage kaka kaki to nai he magar mere papa k bohot achhe dost he. Humne gaav me jamin ko chhod ke baki sab bech diya he. To isiliye hum waha unke ghar hi stay karte he.Me train se gaav pahuch gaya to rohit (unka beta) muje lene aya. Hum car se ghar pahuch gaye. Ghar jate hi kaka or kaki se. One girl - who had pigtails - had a tattoo of her own head, with the pigtails slowly turning into cocks.And Markus recognized one of the tattoos that he’d done the previous day - fake garters on each leg, to give the impression of stockings ... and a dildo on her forearm.One of the players was Chinese. The blonde hair was particularly striking in contrast to her Asian features. Ethnicity aside, she looked so right that Markus found himself taking a half-step towards her before he realized what. The other two men were getting ready to rape the second woman, so I quickly shifted my attention to them. Fortunately, it only took two shots to put them out of action, so I was able to shift my attention to the one remaining bandit on his feet. The powder smoke had given my position away, so he knew where to shoot.He managed to get off one shot as I was lining up a shot on him. Pa had always said that your first shot doesn't have to kill, but it has to hit. Well, I still had plenty of bullets. No one from his house would come in search of him, even if i go do the same at his house it is the same. Because both our families are also so close like us, his father and my father farmers. My friend Murgan he is very dark,slim like me, but tall he is (5.8 height). he use call me valla ( white) i use to call him karpaa ( black) just for fun sake we call each other like that only. Murgan uncle was a mechanic and had bike one day he told us to go to the Coimbatore to give some part of tractor.