. do you know what it is?"Jones nodded, "Well I think I know it, but I'm not a very good singer." He demurred."Please, it's been hounding me for years... if you know the song please tell me." Yorick persisted.Giving up Jones closed his eyes and began singing. "I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told, I have squandered my resistance for a pocket full of mumbles such are promises... *" And carried on singing with Yorick listening in rapt attention."But that is the very song ... from. I should be servinghis needs, but he is serving me!He lifted me up, and placed me in the tub. He ran warm water in, and pouredsome bubble bath. I was so happy. I cried in shame. I promised to serve him no matter what, and I am failing so miserably! I sobbed and sobbed."Shhhhhhh, sweet one.", he said in his commanding, smooth voice, "You arenot well today. You tried your best to please me, but it just could not happen."He took a wash cloth. Gently, lovingly he washed every inch of his slave.. As the doctor strolled in whistling about five minutes later he started my check up and asked me many questions. I was waiting for the perfect moment and I was given it, "So kiddo, the nurse tells me you need to talk to me about something right?" Umm yea doc, it's actually about my mom." I went on to say, "Mom helped me the first few days but then she totally stopped. "Are you feeling better son, I am confused why did she stop?" "I have no idea doctor, and since she stopped I been feeling some. Her eyes glittered with excitement.She lifted her dupatta over her breasts, lifting them in her hands. "Fuck me," she said softly in Hindi, her voice filled with lust. "Fuck me hard. Chodh mujhe. Jorse chodh." No introductions were asked for, none were needed. This was the best kind of sex, uncomplicated by any bond,an unabashed quest for physical gratification. They kissed hungrily, and her tongue was quick and eager in his mouth and her body was hot against his. She undressed him quickly and.