I looked out and there was Denise in a tight fitted black t-shirt which showed off those wonderful firm tits she had and wearing figure hugging faded ...lue jeans, god she looked fucking hot. She was making out with her boyfriend quite heavily. Denise open her eyes and glanced up towards me over her boyfriends shoulder and stopped making out with him. She looked directly at me with a look of disgust. She'd seen me! I darted back in behind the net curtains and into the darkness but it was too. Hum customer ke yaha se kha nahi sakte, againt company policy hai.Main parcel chori aur uth kar apni kamar par haat rakh boli: Offo, ye mera ghar hai. Yaha meri policy chalti hai kisi aur company ki nahi. Chalo aadha tum khao. Itna main nahi khati aur na hi khana waste karni pasand hai mujhe.Prakash: Par madam woh galat hai.Main parcel uthayi aur uske bolte muh par dusre haat se thapthapati hui boli: Chup! Jo bolti hun karo, la raahi hun khao. That’s it!Ye kahti hui mei parcel lekar kitchen ko. The fishermen bragged about their catches to the hunters. The hunters told tales of their hunts.Occasionally I had venison on the menu; the hunters naturally assumed that earlier hunters supplied the meat. I never actually admitted that my butcher bought the venison farm raised. The hunters just thought it was locally killed in the woods around here. They never could figure out why "my" venison, served for meals, tasted better than the animals they harvested once they were back home. A lot of. "You will see soon enough. Now stand still!" Virus orderedbefore she came closer to her willing doll."Yes Mistress." Dyke replied before her mistress dressed her ina slave harness with a tail."Now Dyke, go and wear those boots!" Virus said after she gaveher slave a knee high leather boots that were shaped like hoofs. Once her slavewas ready, Virus (who was dressed in a trenchcoat) told her; "now beforewe will put the bridle on you; I want you to learn how to walk. So 1stwe will start with you.