They do have a 'something' in them. This story,here, is a work of fiction and I hope the readers like it. Please send your views/reviews to tptarun@gm...il.com. I was walking around the countryside when I heard some passers-by say that Mrs. Madhuri Dixit, a very famous actress from India, was scheduled to give a live stage performance within a couple of days. Now, Mrs. Dixit is still a heart-throb among film buffs and star-watchers and if you get anywhere close to her, you are considered as a. Naked with guards at her side , Amanda stumbled along the corridor and then up an elevator to a large wooden doorway.Inside, in front of an ornate desk stood an older man in uniform.“So here is the much celebrated Foxy Knoxy.”He walked around the still shivering Amanda running his hands overher breasts then her ass.“I hear you met some of the girls.”“Yes Sir” replied the terrified Amanda.“You cause a lot of trouble in the shower room. You are big distraction for order in the prison.”“No Sir, it. .. hot wife, then, in more ways than one?” I laughed as I made out with Tricia, she closed the front door, and I began to undress her.“Oh, God, is she ever? She’s even eaten my pussy and ass now and then, and yes, I’ve eaten hers, too. Both pussy and ass! And she likes to lick my legs, too, for some reason, smears honey on them and licks her way up to my booty and my twat! But, yeah, she loves to fuck around, though she’s not the jealous kind of hot wife. If Jim wants some strange, he can have. He managed to make a coffee last an hour at a stand up booth round the back of the bus station. He'd moved on when a black and white had pulled up, its crew looking for their morning break. He walked for another hour or more, staying off the main streets. Then he queued up with others — no doubt also newly work free as a result of the latest initiative - at the mis-named "Opportunity Centre" to make sure that he was at least registered as looking for work. The girl behind the counter hadn't.