Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn pavement he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that blooms in deepest of night, His corset ringed in far too. Dick ka size exact ni pta bt meri gf bolti thi ki mera bhot bda hai..more den 7 inches toh hoga. Ab apni story pe aata hun.Ye baat tb ki hai jb main skul men tha..wo meri junior thi bt hmari kbi baat ni hui thi..phir kisi event pe hum sath kam kr re the to baatein hone lgi nd hum ek dusre ki company njoy krne lge. Hum aksar sath ii kaam krne lga. Den event khtm hua nd normal schedule ho gya wapis to hum ek dusre ki company miss krne lge so apne no exchange kie humne taki zada baat ho ske. Skul. I heard the front door shut and the lock clicked.I couldn’t believe I was alone. I waited and waited, but it was quiet. Too quiet, actually: no sound of cars passing by the house, no other neighborhood noises, nothing. I couldn’t cry for help, being gagged as I was, but I could make other noises, and making them I did. I yelled in my gag so much that my head nearly exploded. I yanked and jerked my chain so much that my neck nearly broke. I twisted my arms in unbelievable ways, trying to reach. “Sorry about the place. Um… I’ve got to be at work in 20 minutes. You need anything?”“No. I’m fine. Kyle, is everything alright? You seem…” I didn’t want to jump right into an interrogation. It was too soon for a confrontation, so I tried the subtle approach. “…tired.”Just before he disappeared into his bedroom. “I’m fine. Just… long hours.”I was shaken. I’ve never felt so unwelcome in a home and I never thought I would feel that way in my own brother’s apartment. I didn’t know when Kyle could.Read More
