Hello my fellow readers. This is CJ back again after a long time with yet another sensual series which involves the most famous author on ISS, Malvika...Kapoor. Before I go any further, let me tell you that this is a series. Rather a chronicle.So everything is going to be very well detailed and long. If you are looking for a story which just has sex, please move on. Malvika is the co-author of this series as well and I am really thankful to her for the same. I am sure everyone on here knows who. ” Sheela meri rani, mera to bura haal ho raha hai, aur tum apne periods ki baat kar rahi ho, main fuddi mare bina nahin reh sakta, agar main chod nahin saka to aminmae jaun ga, meri rani aaj ti agar budia naukrani ki choot bhi mill jaye to main samjhun ga ki mera kaam chal gaya, tu out of action ho gayi ho ye mera bad luck hai, dekho mera loda kaise machal raha hai choot ki gehrayi napne ke liye, tum jaa kar agar naukrani ko hi pata ke mere se chudwa do to teri bahut meharbani ho, aaj to uss. Makes me madder’n hell at all the whole damned white bunch on my daddy’s side, is what it makes me feel. If we can ever get some cows growing down here, we’ll help Spotted Owl and his folks a lot more. If we ever run upon some horses, whoever owns them better be ready to do some horse tradin’ too, cause we’re gonna get them Chickasaws some horses, one way or another.”“I reckon it is hard on both of y’all, both bein part Indian like you are. It’s hard for me to see the hurt in them Indians’ eyes. One leaves and a few more walk in before a well-dressed man enters.I stand and hold out my hand, “Good evening, Señor Quinada, Señor Valdez said I should speak with you when I arrived in town.” He gives me a searching look so I move slowly when I reach into my pocket to get the letter I was given to hand him. He opens it and reads it.Smiling, he waves me to sit down as he pulls up a chair. In a flash all of the tension in the room vanishes when he sits down. He speaks better English than I do.