. a little darker than normal, for that Californian tan look... Then more eye makeup than I would normally wear... smoky greys... eyebrows brushed int...o place and drawn in... mascara coated... there was a knock on the door... I answered it... it was Jack. He chortled when he saw my makeup... we had a quick chat, he explained that he might have to rush away, as his wife wasn't well, and he possibly had to go back to London. Did I mind if he didn't wear his costume... Seemed reasonable, and I was. Even the possibilities are infinite.I used to wonder what kind of universes must be out there while I lay on my bed with my window open. I wondered what would they be like? Will I have a doppelganger there? Oh, how rude of me to not to introduce myself. I am Shubhankar, from India. I am right now 19 years old, and I will remain 19 forever. I will tell you all about that in a few minutes. When I was fifteen, I was shifted to the narwhal orphanage in New Delhi. My parents had died in a car. He decided not to try printing out any more spells. Butabout then, he realized he was getting hungry. There was a burger placeacross from the store, but when he opened the front door, the whole malllooked strangely dim and hazy. How had it gotten so foggy? He lookedaround at Spells 'R Us...and saw nothing. But when he turned around andlooked behind him, the inside of the store was still there.Fortunately, he hadn't let go of the doorknob. He darted back inside.This had to have been. She had thought about wearing a bra,but the opportunity to let her small breasts free wastoo tempting. She took another huge chug from herbeer, maybe was a little bit drunk, and some of thegolden yellow liquid spilled over her shirt. She did notcare. She was having to much fun. The sticky liquidwas making her shirt tight to her chest, where hernipples fully erected pointing the soft fabric. Sheshook her ass to the beat of the bass. What time was it she thought? She felt the urge for a smoke and.