He sat up and looked around his room. “What. The. Fuck?” He dragged himself downstairs and found Seto arranging a quincunx of postage stamps. “A...e there chickens in my bedroom?”“Hens, actually.” Seto continued to read his Kindle. “French hens, to be precise.”“And, yeah, there were three of them.” Joey grinned. “Do they have names?”“I’ve been referring to them as Burgundy, Chablis and Merlot. Those are wines with which my chef will prepare them.“Touch my chickens, and I’ll roast you.” Joey sat. .Dad had to go outstation for few days this he told me before leaving and asked me to take care of the house and not to fight with his wife, i did not even reply to him, but thought to myself that i should come home early in his absense, that night i was having my food which was in the dinning table, she came to serve the food for which i told her i will manage, hearing this she pulled the chair beside me and sat beside me slowly my eyes turned towards her , as i told earlier her eyes were. "Yes Master ... this slave has not climaxed, no matter how great the temptation. To be extra-safe she has not even touched herself in a sexual manner, for fear she would yield to the urge and disobey you," Gloria answered as she knelt on the floor of the club before him."Good little Piglet," he said, looking down at her. He really wouldn't have minded fucking her at all, and was in fact looking forward to doing so repeatedly at some point in the future, but he was surrounded by lovely women. The wicked smile and the naughty tone in her voice returned and she asked, “How much do you fantasize about me. I am really amazed at your fantasy. Do you really think about me in this manner or is it just because you are receiving this service by luck, that you are making all these fantasizing stuff?”“Actually, ma’am you look so hot that you are the fantasy of many boys, including me of course. I also think that there must be many men who would want to have you with them and I truly have pity.