Please come she said, i want to introduce you to our friendsHey why not, my husband had gone and took a job at the other side of the world, and i had ...lways secretly fancied women but hadnt had much in the way of girl on girl sex at this point, See you tomorrow i said as my next client had turned upAll day the next day i was wondering if it would be just gay women there or if they had straight friends, i knew very little about this coupleAround late afternoon as i was having a nap i got a text. Aj fir bua meri tarf dekhi fir achanak puchhi padhe bhi the kya.mene kaha ha to fir puchi tmko wo story pasand ati hain kya,mene dhire se kah diya ha bua mujhe pasand ati hin.ab main bua ka reaction ko dekhna chahta tha…lekin wo chupchap bina kuch kahe apne room me chali gai.main aor babli ek hi room me sote the.next day fir wohi hua main bua ke market jane ke jab room me gaya to fir wesi hi book bed par padi thi.ab main samajh gaya bua chahti hain ki main wo books padhun.bua ke markrt se ate. Roballo. A priest could give you a confession.’ ‘Then would you kill me?’ Sammi shivered at the desperation in his voice. ‘No, Mr. Roballo. I couldn’t kill you.’ ‘I could kill you.’ The compassion she’d felt towards the unfortunate man died quickly, the underlying menace in his rasp palpable. ‘You’d be a tasty bit, eh?’ He took a deep sniff. ‘Ah, you’ve met him, haven’t you?’ Sammi tried to hide her shock but succeeded miserably. ‘N-No.’ ‘Yes, you have. I can smell your arousal from here. You. The last hands that have known my body, and all its secrets, still remain a haunting reverie I won't soon forget. I feel them.. Grasping, pulling, and claiming.. All things they used to do, things that used to sate me. Now, they leave me.. hungering for a life I try so hard to forget.. And, how use to my wanting you are! A silly human, an average.. impractical pet, that I make. To have my love raining over you, in abundance, this is something you have come to expect. It isn't something new to.