If you do copy the story, you can atleast show some respect by crediting the orignal writer : ignore the grammar, coz im writing this on a cell..The d...aft of this text has been read and edited by the one person I shared this experience with…..Rita(name changed), this is for U. I miss you, please come back soon. Any comments, or contact can be made on my id: am a regular reader of stories on this site and I can easily tell which ones are orignal and which ones are fake.Mine’s a true story by. Achanak unki nazar mere tambu me bamboo par padi to wo gusse me boli Dinu bete kuchh to sharam karo hamari yahan kafi izat hai itana besharam hokar mat nacho, chup chap mere samane khade hokar nach dekho. Yah sunate hi sharam aur dar ke mare meri hawa nikar gayee aur mai chup hokar unke aage khada hokar nach dekhane laga. Unke dar se mera nasha bhi utar gaya tha. Wo bhi mere pichhe khadi hokar nach dekhane lagi. Mera to ab mood kharab ho gaya phir bhi majmuran mai nach dekhane laga. Kuchh der. It was the fact that Collette had one arm around Evan and the other around Camille in a double hug.Andy looked at Joy but she looked as oblivious as he was. Joy saw her father grudgingly put his card back in the pocket of the suit he'd worn – despite the fact she'd told him that the evening was going to be a casual get-together of friends and family. He was staring at his wife who was having an animated conversation with Evan and Camille, a hand resting on each of their shoulders.Evan motioned. . guest started to arrive .. I was serving drinks while dey were having a good get together finally goddess saritas boss arrived he was in a party mood I noticed he had a slave with him it was visible da slave was wearing a collar but was wearing a suit formal dress .. it made sence no1 wants to grab attention of ppl on da street after arriving da slave was stripped naked ha was jst wearing a black latex exposing da butts had two nipple rings .. her boss explained he pays dis guy to b his slave.