I. I was not really a P.I. because that would mean committing to a field that held little allure for me. Most of the P.I.'s that I knew were alcoholic... or failed policemen looking to scratch out a living on the edges of society.Most of the stuff I did was sheer bullshit and boredom but now and then an interesting scenario did arise that sort of compensated for all the crap. I had lost contact with "Julie" my eighteen year old muse with the tightest pussy I had ever navigated. She gave me a line. He finds it’s going to be bad weather all day long, so he puts his boat back in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed. There he cuddles up to his wife’s back, now with a different anticipation, and whispers, “The weather out there is terrible.”To which she sleepily replies, “Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that shit?”This one is compliments of Mario.The Reverend John Flapps was the pastor of a small town church in Ireland. One day he was walking down the High. Rocky bounds in and heads straight for the couch, jumps up next to Brandy and wriggles between her back and the cushion behind her. Not actually trying to mount her fully dressed body, but not far off. She twists around to give him a stroke and a chest rub. “Oooh, he’s keen, isn’t he?”Rocky continues to lean into her side, and/or climb onto her shoulders. Licking at her face.What are your first impressions?“He’s a brute! I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together – I hope we are anyway!”. Chaurahe par aksar bhogi bhai apne chele chapaaton ke saath baitha rahta tha mai kabhi wahan se gujarti to mujhe dekh kar apne saathiyon se kahta. "Brij ki biwi badi kanteeli cheej hai. Uski chhatiyon ko masal masal kar maine laal kar diya tha. Choot me bhi ungli daali thi. Nahin mante ho to pooch lo." "kyon Anjlirani yaad hai na mere hathon ka sparsh" "kab aa rahi hai mere bistar par" mai ye sab sun kar chupchap sir jhukaye wahan se gujar jati thi. Do maheene baad ki baat hai. Achanak shaam ko.