Instead, I spend most of my time drunk, even in office.I am not much into whore-fucking but one such slut caught my attention at the “Badnaam gali o... the rajdhani” I.E. “Mali sahi” in the kharvel Nagar region of Bhubaneswar. Cutting short of the crap, Savita was a Bengali prostitute from sonagachhi, wb, who was there for quite some time at mali sahi. I had quite good relations with many of the vendor aunties there due to the colorful attitude of my boss to hang out with different women by. Strange! she thought, as the taxi pulled up outside the house. No lights were visible, although she could see the fire flickering through the net curtains. She paid off the taxi and walked up the drive, thinking that her husband will get a shock seeing her home early. She put her key in the lock, thats odd? she couldn't turn the key. Can't be locked, someone's home. Probably fallen asleep in front of the fire she thought, I'll knock on the lounge window. As she peered through the window she. " I really like rainy days now.." he sad smiling at me. "Me too, cant wait for the next one." i said as i leaned on his soilder." Wow we were at it for and hour and a half. Its midni....." He then stoped talking to listen to something "what?" i asked then he put his finger to my lips. "I think its my.....MOM! SHIT! You need to get dressed and hide!" "seriously shes home! shit!" and i started to put all my clothes back on somewhat and get into his closet. Yea the tipical place to hide but its. He sure won’t need it where he’s going, and his wife’s done rode off, like hell was clawing at her heels.”“We’ll see you in a day or two, Marshal. It’ll take us most of today to round them cows up and get them headed that way. We’ll make about ten to fifteen miles a day after that.”“If you don’t catch us, I’ll wait for you north of Tulsey Town, on this side of the river. Just remember, for every one of them cows and calves you leave in the bushes, you throwed a dollar away.”Eli was pleased with.