I felt something give inside me, followed by him filling me completely, his balls bumping against my ass cheeks. Then there was the pain! A sharp sear...ng pain radiating from my core. My scream was muffled by his mouth and tongue, my nails dug into his back. He lay motionless on top of me, kissing away the tears that were streaming from the corners of my eyes. “I’m sorry!” he whispered after an eternity of stillness and silence. The pain reduced to a dull ache was slowly being replaced by the. I used to think all sociopaths were smart, ambitious and ruthlessly driven. I thought all sociopaths wanted to rule the world. Like Adolf Hitler, Margaret Thatcher or Stalin. As it turns out, I was wrong. Some sociopaths are perfectly content to sit around doing nothing. Like my cousin Sharon. She is lazy and lives off the Canadian government’s generosity. Sounds like an insane way to live. At least to me. She feeds off her partner Myra and she feeds off the system. And now she wants to feed on. “Hello Jack, how’s things going?” He asks.“Oh, so so.” Answered Jack.“Did you try what I showed you with your wife?”“Mmmm, yup, when I got home, I thought I’d try it straight away. So I stripped off, got her clothes off, then I thought ‘what do i lay her on’ then I spotted the ironing board. So I lays her on that. Then I thought ‘what do I hold my left testical up with’ I know a piece of string from it to the light fitting, I just got on top of her when the ironing board collapsed. That’s why. Ramu walked in the house and settled down with both on the chair in front. Ramu took a quick glance of Madhu’s body.Sushma: Ramu, I want you to stitch some nice blouses for my daughter.Ramu: Okay, can I have the measurements?Madhu: Sure.Sushma: You both go into the room and Madhu give him nice measurements.Madhu smiles and walks to the room. Ramu looks at Sushma. Sushma gestures Ramu by circling her two fingers and pushing her middle finger in the circle. Ramu understands Sushma’s signal. He.