"George was a little amused and a little annoyed, "Do you want me to show you your room?" he said simply to change the topic.When I saw my bedroom my ...pirits sank a little. The room was plain and had been kept neatly, but was now dusty and stuffy. George left me there and told me to join him later for discussing further details of my duties.While I stood at the sink, visions of Daisy with her pregnant tummy kept flitting into my mind. How could a big man like George marry a short woman like. That fat jerk couldn't even give him five minutes for asmoke? It was his break. He was a person, not a droid. Besides, with allthe work he put in, it was as much his diner as fatty's. But he got nocredit, and no credits. For every hundred chits that passed throughfatty's grease stained hands, he'd be lucky to get one.It was time for a more equal arrangement. But as long as he was layingback and taking he, he sure as hell wasn't going to get one. If only hehad the spine to really throw his. I had been alert for the entire process. The unladylike spreading of her legs as she rose from her place, the lovely moment when her right leg swung out over the chair and took its place alongside her left, so that she could rise and stand up, facing away from me and showing me her fantastic ass.The divine moment when, still naked as the day she was born (but with, presumably, a whole lot more going for her, now) she finally, seemingly reluctantly, wrapped the big towel around her treasures and. Wo itna busy tha ki me use wish hi nahi kr paya tha. To mene use gale mil kr wish kia.Hm dono abhi tk bed pr hi the. Me apne hath fela kr bola“happy b’day, jigu” wo khus hua or mere gale lag gay or muje thanx kaha.Hum dono ku6 der ese hi pde rahe. Fir mene kaha“jigu ab sona nahi he kya?”“nahi”“kyu aj mere rummaue ko kisi ne ku6 keh dia he kya?”“nahi pr aj mera din he aur me jo chahu wo me krunga aur tum ku6 mat kehana”Me bola “thik he baba pr muje to sone do kal coleg bhi to jana he”“Nahi aj me.