Aksar muje business ki wajah se bahar Jana padta hai client meetings ke liye. Ese Hi ek baar muje Gujarat ke hi ek city anand Jana pada. Jab mene pehl... waha call kiya to waha receptionist ke sath pehli bar bat hui thi uski awaj ek dam sexy lag rahi thi aur usne hi appointment fix kiya tha. To me appointment ke hisab se time to time waha pahoch gaya aur waha Jake us receptionist se mila to pata chala ki jis receptionist ke sath bat hui thi jisko me 1 no. Maal samaj raha tha awaj se ye to aunty. “Go find Josh. He's probably napping in his stall,” George said as he returned to his books.“Josh's tired ol' nigger, Masta George. Whyn't masta fuck Liza?”“I have work to do Liza. You go find Josh,” he said without looking up from his work.“Masta George, Josh'll say he tired. He won't fuck Liza,” she whined with tear welling up in her eyes.“Liza, you go tell Josh that he has to fuck you until you are satisfied or I will lash one of your younguns,” George insisted.“Oh no Masta Geroge, don't. Liz stayed behind to do a little housecleaning. On the drive over, Ed said, “I like Liz. I think you found a keeper there.”Smiling, Bill said, “After living in your house for a couple of years, I had an idea what to look for in a woman.”“So what are the rules of your household?” asked Ed wondering if he had adopted the same rules of the Carter Clan.“If it harm none, then do it. Protect the weak from the strong,” answered Bill with a smile.“Those are good rules, aren’t they?” replied Ed, pleased. The sight of knife had the desired effect. Her whole body heavily shook as she cried and screamed at the top of her lungs. My ears hurt more with every second. “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I bellowed, “SHUT UP OR I’LL KILL YOU.” With that she calmed down a bit. I sighed. I hadn’t even touched her with the knife yet.“Are you ready to listen yet, whore?” I moved the knife around in my hand.“Y-yes, yes...” she wailed, tears pouring from her eyes. “Good. I don't like to do it, but I am prepared to kill you.