He woke up with an attitude. He woke up with a chip on his shoulder. It was great. It was actually great to feel something. Every morning for the past... 4 years was greeted with apathy. When Chucky was dying he was starting his job.Luke pulled out his suit. Made sure that it wasn't wrinkled. He buffed his shoes and bee lined for the office. He grabbed his coffee from the Café and headed up to his office. Maybe it was the look on his face, or the way he walked, but Luke felt like everyone was. Zobia ne kaha “main tumhare lund ke sath khelna chahti hoon” main kaha khelo ab yeh tumhara hi hai, usne mere lund ko apne hathon main lekar sehlane huwe mere lund ka top apne daton ke beech main rakh kar muskarai phir pure lund ko munh main bhar liya aur choosne lagi mere pure badan main karant daudne laga mujhe pehli bar aisa anand mil raha tha usne kuch der tak chusa phir kaha “mujhe bhi nanga karo aur mere sath who sab karo jo ek mard ek aurat ke sath karta hai. Main ne sab se pehle uski. "Yeah it's great" Ryan said his eyes locked on the bike."Well get on then don't wanna miss the movie do we?" Chris said putting his helmet on and fastening tight onto his head.Ryan quickly swung his leg over the bike and put his helmet on. He held on tight to the back of the seat as Chris started the bike and they drove off in quick speed. The wind crashed against Ryan's face, making him smile as the cars rushed past them Chris smiled and waved to some old woman who had scowled at him. Chris. He would sit and listen as she told how her folks had loaded up the truck with everything they owned and left their farm. It was impossible to live there any more, the dirt and dust was everywhere. They had to stuff rags under the door to try and keep it out, that helped but it never did stop coming. It would end up in their food, their clothes. Everyone’s faces were always dirty. When her Dad was digging a well trying to find more water and all the water he found was mixed with smelly black.