"She emitted a flurry of little gasps. I heard a sob, then, silence for what seemed an eternity."What are you saying, Jack?" she whispered."I want you...for at least two weeks. And, I want you as my sex slave." Sex slave? Sex slave! Oh! You. You. You are hopelessly infantile!" Not infantile. Adolescent, perhaps. Perverted, maybe. Your vocabulary is slipping, ballbuster." I should hang up on you! You are such an oversexed buffoon!" Look, ballbuster. I'm the only man left in the city who has the. I stopped…. and turn around she was smiling meina bhi haasi ka response kiya to ussne bola me maya and i said me Kuwar Kunal Pratap Singh. and for its kunal. Maya: waise to aap beda gentle ho to jhoot kyu bola me: wo aap itni khubsurat ho ki ek baar baat karna chahata tha coffee chaligi to ayyiye andar wapas chalte hai maya: lets go some where out. We tried find some places near for coffee but we didnt feel any good place. then she suddenly said lets goes to my place in gomti nagar if its ok. " Dave replied. "Both our girlfriends would probably like to join in too, if more women are ok with you…" "Sure," Helen replied, "the more the merrier!" "Great, we’ll make a few calls… where do we meet you?" Helen gave the guys our home address… and the party… make that the orgy… was scheduled to start again for those of us who had gone out, in two hours! As soon as we got home, I was instructed to strip and to bathe. Once my bath was finished, and I had dried off, the women covered me in. As a little girl dad was always there from when mum left us to find herself (what the hell does that mean anycase.) I was always comfortable around him in nothing more than a pair of nickers and a vest even being naked. I was going to school like any k**, dad would drop me off go to work, nan would pick me up take me to her house for tea, dad would pick me up later.This caried on until I was 14 when my nan died, we sold both houses and decided to move up the country, we found a great house near.