Marcella shoved me into a chair and brought me a full breakfast with about a quart of the strongest sweetest coffee+cocoa mocha I have ever tasted. I ...tarted to protest the largesse. Pablo interrupted me. ‘Hijo, you were good for business last night. I sold lotsa beer and anojitos (snacks). Think of the food as a sales commission. And you made us all feel good.’ Pablo glanced at Marcella with smiling eyes. ‘You ever come this way again, you be sure to stop in. Mi casa es su casa, no shit, boy.’. He came on to the other side of the desk where Riya was lying. He climbed on the table, now Riya was lying in between his legs.John – Time to make you quiet for sometime, baby girl . Keep my little Johnnie happy till the time I play with your holes.Riya had her eyes wide open. It was the first time John had called her anything other than her name.“Sir, you are such a wild man! I had never imagined that you will make me lie in between your legs.” She grabbed his dick and began kissing it and. I was dropped off on the edge of Boston Common and became captivated by a beautiful building with a golden dome called the Massachusetts State House. I was really here. I was really doing this.From my correspondence with her, the woman I was trying to meet would be taking her folks to the Emerson Colonial Theatre tonight. I had seen her pictures and would have to find her in the crowd. Again, panic set in. No, this was weird, what reaction was I expecting? She was married, we’d only chatted. He had no interest in it at all - or so he had convinced himself. He had long since repressed all his carnal craving and desires in order to give himself more time to devote to a thing he had a lot more passion for - making money. His old business partner Snarley had taught him these values, and although Snarley was now long dead, Chyooge upheld them firmly.On this bitterly cold Christmas eve, in the office of his business, his clerk Miss Bobbi Crotchwet was reminding him forcibly that he was.