"What do we celebrate My Master?" I wondered."We celebrate two things: your mastery of DEXTERITY, and yourbirthday," he replied.For the first time sin...e I was under your schooling, I was truly HOME.I have learned much from you. My needlepoint is now as delicate assilk, yet hard as steel."Little Warrior, your needlepoint of me humbles me. It is so lifelike,yet delicate," he sighed."It is yours Master Zan, Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday from me toyou," I offered."How do you know I was born on. Maami : are ye kya kar rahe ho, phone rakho aur apne boobs aur face dhakane lagi.Me : maami ye to bas hamre yaad gaar palo ke liye hai. Mere aur tumhare special day ke liye. Thoda na nukar karne ke baad vo maan gayi. Ab maine apne kapade nikale aur uske blouse aur petticoat ko nikala. Vo sirf bra me thi, maami ki gili chut baalo se bhari hui thi aur uspe pani ko boonde saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Ab maine maami ki bra bhi nikal ke fek di aur vo ab puri nangi thi. Uske gadraye badan pe sirf ek. Bitch better have my money!Bitch better have my money!She didn’t even have to check to see who was calling. Every Friday afternoon, Kirsten would call because she doesn’t want to work Friday night. She and Claire were the shift managers at Empire Jewelers, and they already alternated Fridays and Saturdays so that they still had part of a weekend to themselves– but Kirsten was always looking for more time off, especially on weekends. Claire almost didn’t answer it, but the thought of waiting to. “Well done,” Eve said with a smile. “It’s tough the first time.”“You’re not kidding,” Pete agreed, his voice breathy as if his chest was tight.“And she’s shaved too,” she added. “Adam loves fucking freshly-shaved pussies.”Her words made me feel even sexier. Until I started shaving my pubic hair, I had hated the word pussy with a passion. Now, apart from the ‘c’ word, there seemed no other way to describe the place between my thighs that should have been private but no longer was.“Lay her on the.