Aur shayad wo sun rahi thi,Usne achanak mujese baat ki tum nasik k ho to maine kha haa,mene kha Q .to usne kha ki mai bi nasik ki hu usne nagar ka naa... bataya cidco mai rahte hu shadi k baat ham yaha aaye mere pati ka transpar huwa isliye.to usne bi muskarke mere baare mai phucha aur ham lag fag 30 min baate karte baithe.ab muje laga ki usne opneing di, fir dhere dhere ham close hote rahe aur aana jana chalu huwa,uske pati bi muje baate karne lage aur ham gul mil gaye.kabi muje khane ko bi. “I wanted to hate her. The kittens seemed to like her.”“Everybody but Murray.”About the cats:When JW and the throng started ‘looking’ at the bus, the fleet of kittens and mom fled the shelter and shade and scurried to the dumpster. Tyche could see Murray push the Wesco store doors open. He ran to the bus yowled and thumped the hood a good one. A sixth kitten ran over to safety as JW cranked the semi-diesel four cylinder engine of the converted WW2 Swedish Army Volvo ambulance.“A Volvo?”. My body was hairless, as I was now getting an all-over waxing every three weeks. A couple of weeks before, I had had some piercing done. I had a couple of rings in the nipples, a ring just under the tip of my penis, as well as a bar through the skin at the top where it meets the body and another, one on the underside where it meets the scrotum. I felt really proud of them, and the ones on my cock, as the ladies attested, acted as more than just decoration.I decided to go back in the water. The event horizon ends on the edges of a linen sheet, population, two. In our cocoon, there are no more boundaries, and the pale skinned, dark haired lotus below me unfolds, spreads herself for the taking, lets me race at my own pace towards release. Her hands cling to linen, her lids close, her head tilts back and her back arches to serve her full figure to my will. And I push, pull, push, claim her for my own selfish needs, feast on her surrender, thrust deeper harder and faster until all.