He was dressed in a black leather coat that brushed the floor. He turned to Carl and without a bit on manners or courtesy blurted out, "Who are you?"C...rl, not nearly as tall as Master Blake, still towered over the little red faced man. His head moved like a gun turret as he turned to look at the unpleasant man. Carl responded in a soft tone, "I am someone that is accustomed to being addressed with courtesy, and was unaware that people in this town were so rude."The little man ignored the. Two hours saw the place back to rights the cruet back on the table, the floor clean again, her showered and the meal finished and consumed. By the time she gotten out of that shower all traces of cords, and strait jackets were but a memory only Pauls gnome still grinned back at her, and she knew he always would. Life settled down once more, each night if they were in that mood, they had very vanilla sex, Saturdays they played a little more robustly but never as hard again, yes, a little. I came in to watch TV. I suddenly felt there was some activity going on near my main door. I moved into my balcony to see what was happening. My balcony was such, that we can see our main door. My eyes grew wide, seeing Ramanujam squeezing mom’s ass. I was shocked. My mom has a great figure. Nice round ass, well endowed breasts, and a slight tummy. She is fair and of moderate height. She is a woman who can be a nice partner in sex. I returned back to the living hall and called out for mom. She. It looked like I had lipstick on. ?Quinn walked in his room and picked up a tripod that was lying on the floor. He grabbed the camera from the nightstand and attached it to it. Then I got the nerve to ask him, "What are you going to do?" ?"I'm glad you asked that." he said calmly. "See what were gonna do is take turns fuckin' you...." "WE" I ask. "Yes WE. Rufus and my dawg Jarrod are on the way." He said. ?"Rufus is gonna film us fuckin' you. I remember you sayin' somethin' about being an actor.