Now enough of boring u, lets start with the story from the beginning..My name is vicky (real name), i m from Mumbai, 27 yrs, 6 ft, fair n slim, with a...decent size tool… so coming back to the story.. we stay in a rented apartment in Mumbai suburbs and after every 11 months we are suppose to change our nest to a new one in some other locality or vicinity, the good thing about this is that we get to meet and interact with new people and new neighborhood… by the way i stay with my family.. We have. “This is the Quo. Tomorrow you will get the Quid Pro,” Magus answered.Ben stared at Magus for a second trying to puzzle out what the man meant. “I get it — Quid Pro Quo. What have you got for me?”“I’ll tell you tomorrow,” Magus said.“Has anyone told you that you’re a pain in the ass?” Ben asked.“Yes. My receptionist tells me that quite frequently,” Magus answered with a smile.Rising from his chair, Ben said, “That alone tells me that she’s too smart to be a natural blond.”Magus grinned and. She waited a few moments before stepping in front of him and raising her arms, putting them around his neck. She felt his hands on her hips as she leaned in and kissed the man.Jeff pulled his face away from Helen’s and looked into her eyes. “Lead me to your bedroom.”Helen took his hand and with a sly smile of her own, led him down the hallway and into the master bedroom where Gary was just getting out of the shower.“Good morning Pastor,” Jeff said to him. “Helen and I are going to have a little. Well, I let him have a kiss or two but he was trying to pull me down into his lap. Like I was going to suck his cock right there at the back of the Target parking lot! "Call me up Kris." I interjected, "I'll help you out if you're in a jam like that." Kristin smiled at me. And just quietly said, "Thanks for that." Then she returned to her narrative of her date that went awry last night. "I complained to him. I said 'I'm not your little whore Sonny! I'm not just some tart you can get to.