‘Last night, ‘ I began. ‘Was that your first meeting with Sir face to face?’ Slowly, the young woman nodded. She then took a breath as if to s...eak, but instead said nothing. ‘Hmm. And I suspect that you were fully aware of what Sir is before you met with him.’ ‘Yes,’ she whispered, her voice hoarse. ‘For about a year now.’ She took a moment to compose herself before finally raising her eyes to meet with mine. There was no fear there when she looked at me. She knew exactly what it is that I was,. . Humne program bnaya n usne kaha ki usne vodka pini hai. Maine bhi han keh dia phir. Hum din raat baat karte the to humne programme bnana chalu kar dia ki kya kya karenge. Main us se jyada nahi milta tha. So us din main 1 quarter vodka ki le gya bcs chips n coke wagerah wo le chuki thi.Subha 11 bze uske ghar rohini pohanch gya main flowers leke. Jab uske ghar gya to uski kaam wali aie hui thi so usne apne mummy papa ke room main bitha dia n kaam karane lag gyi. Main a/c chala ke baith gya n. She was wearing a single piece mini skirt. She also had smooth sexy legs. Well I decided to talk to her as I noticed even she was getting bored.We started off on the usual matters. While in the conversation I couldn’t help staring at her outstanding tits. And I think she got a doubt that I was staring. So I immediately turned my face towards the TV then to my surprise she asked me: “Do you want to suck it?”. I got the shock of my life. Before I could say anything she got up in front of me and. “So how is your day going?” I ask MaryKate. She starts talking about her broken car and then about having to rush to her second job after the camp closes. I listen, not really thinking about much else. I hear a vibration and check my phone, only to realize that it isn’t mine. I look over, half interested in what text MaryKate got, when she suddenly slams her fist down on the table. “Son of a bitch,” she mutters, looking pissed. I try to ask her what happened, but she clams up and I decide.