Nehi hay phir bhi ek goli or khalo or so jao subha tak bukhar utra jayega to me boli han yar wese bhi baris ki mousam hay tablet nehi khaogi to bukhar... utregi nehi phir tina boli ki yaar me dabai khaneke bad mujhe bahat need ati hay to debasis ne bola ki han need hojaye ga to dard mehesus nehi hoga to tum ek or khalo or so jao .acha mansi kahan soyegi to tina bola ki ek kam karte hay me or mansi bed room me so jate hay or tum guest room me so jana. To debasis ne bola thick hay nehi to tum or me. "Tell you what," said Colin Jackson, he was the one other face I knew well. Most girls in my class had a thing for him, even I have used my fingers and thought about his handsome face."You show us your tits and we'll let you go," he offered."No please," I begged, I could feel my panic rising in my chest."Your not getting out of here unless we see those titties of yours," he leered, "either you get them out or we will." Oh god please no," I begged, I was getting really desperate now."Look it's. A biker without a bike wasn't a biker.Ben had gone over his sad looking machine with a look of pain that would have been humorous in any other circumstance. In truth, though, the vehicle was in a sorry state. Its forest of exhaust pipes and headers were riddled with bullet holes and set at odd angles from the destruction of his rocket booster. The front forks were bent from the jarring they had received on that horrid road and the rest of the bike looked, well, tired. Ben had said that he had. “Yes girls, I think we have already established you thought I was gay.” We went on about our lives, took dance classes together, and when one or more of the girls didn’t have a date lined up, I was their platonic date. “It didn’t have to be platonic you idiot snaps Rach.” We went to a lot of great clubs and parties, although that one club Jaspers you took me to was strange. “Wait, I just realized now why you took me to Jaspers; it was a gay bar.” The girls all bust out laughing! “We didn’t want.