We had a good supply for the winter, but there was some Mulberry and Maple I thought I’d cut up and split before it got too cold. Sure Maple’s a t...ash tree, but’s it’s a deciduous and burned, just not quite as hot. I even burned pine. If it was well seasoned and dry it was fine. Besides our chimney is a good one. I should know I built it; tightly sealed ceramic tiles, the best concrete, braced in cinder block, thoroughly parged and then painted. I cleaned it every spring. Couldn’t have the. Besides, with the men of my house the way they are, I knew why the people, especially outside men, took so much notice of me.Sharma uncle also was one of the men who stared at me very often. And since he lives in the house upstairs from ours, It was even more easy for him to watch me when I go out, or working around the house. Uncle used to stare at me, and sometimes wink or even make sexual signs at me. I told my mom (since dad never bothered to talk to me) about uncles behavior, but she just. She was a little redhead he probably handpicked form hundreds of girls. She was faintly freckled with large green eyes which made her kinda cute. Chloe remembers her soft cool hands as she assisted with the suction pipe in her mouth the last time. It was not lost on Chloe how close the little assistant moved to Marc. She was practically shoving her pert little titties right into his face as she leaned over to get something from the tray next to him. Slut! That move had placed those titties. Over on the other side, her submissive had the hooker about ready to pop. Mistress Cynthia did one quick lash on the tits, not enough to even raise a welt, and the hooker came buckets.That would have been enough, but things were just getting started. Mistress Cynthia had the box of lashes brought to her submissive. I could see that. If the john had not been a quick fire, the submissive would have gotten the hooker to blow. Anyway, the submissive did not have permission to break posture, so she.