I've still got a few problems to iron out."Grumpily I unlocked my door and peered sleepily into the dark corridor."Oh come on in then. There's never a...y peace."Margaret crept in and silently shut the door as I returned to my warm sheets. She sat on the side of the bed, unsure of herself."I'm worried," she whispered."What about?" Well, your hermaphrodism is definitely genetic and it could affect my baby as well." Why? It doesn't seem to have affected Susan." I know. But there's nothing to say. I poured more oil on your ass and started working it in as I grabbed a handful of your ass and squeezed. You reached for the blindfold and removed it, and looked at me. I was caught, I could do nothing to hide my huge cock, I was so fucking horny, you jumped up, as my buddies run from the doorway. You slapped my face, grabbed your clothes, and left the room; I felt so bad, I should have never done what I did, suddenly you burst back into the room. I said to myself; you're going it give it to me. * The smoke in the attic was getting too thick to ignore, and coughing John made the decision to leave and take the chance out with the Alexei and his thugs. Holding the gun in one hand he slipped through the attic hatch and dropped down into the hallway, flames crackling around him. Running to the stairs he jumped down to the ground floor just as the stairs gave way and ran towards the front door, the smoke burning his lungs as he went, his home being destroyed by the fire that Alexei’s men. Bit of a nightmare though, she's really c***dish.”“What do you expect from an 18-year-old?” I laughed. “How old are you?”“32. I was born on Christmas Day 1982. I am the Brown Jesus!”“I was born in July 1983 so you're six months older than me.”“Wow. You have really nice tits you know. How come they're not all saggy like my mum's tits?”“Maybe because I haven't had k**s yet?! Dickhead!”Initially he told me he was from Kabul but that turned out to be a joke. In reality he was born in Leicester.