“Mr Young, pleased to meet you, I am Gwendolyn Green. Thank you for coming. We are in a unique position, so to speak, because this block is owned an... managed by us. And as we are not in the first flush of youth so to speak, we need to find the right person who can arrange things like taxies etc and do those small jobs that frequently need attending to...changing bulbs, looking after the garden, decorating and other stuff that will be explained later.” Gwendolyn led me into the lounge where I. Bastard..."Come now pretty girl, there's three more to practice on," he says watchingme intently. "Now.. where was I? Oh yes.. do you know why a sissy slut likeyou is better than a real girl? For a real man?" No sir," I reply, flicking my glance to him before my gaze returns to themolluscs... the other molluscs...He holds up his hand, ticking points off on his fingers. "Firstly, you can'tget pregnant, secondly, you don't go on the rag four days every month,thirdly no fecking mood swings,. Usdin maine mini skirt & T-shitr( slave less) pehna tha. Usdin train me bhid bhi bahit thi.aur hamare pass saman bhi bahot tha.Hum ladies dibbe me the mere pichhe ek aurat burkha pehne khadi thi train me bhid bahot jyada hone ke karan vo mujse ekdam satke khadi thi. Train chalu hone ke thodi der bad muje laga koi mere hips ko sehla raha he lakin bhid jyada hone ke karan mai dekh nahi pa rahi thi. Koi mere hips ki malis kar raha tha. Thodi der upar se hi malis karne ke bad vo me re shirt ke. .....I could just stay there and listen.My brother opened the door to his room and they both entered. I didn't heard them close the door, they had left it open, wide open. I heard the voice of the woman, sort of high pitch and annoying, the sort of voice you would expect on a cheerleader. "O.M.G. You are a neerd!" She said amused. She must have seen my brother's warhammer collection, his tons of books, his replica of Count Dooku's lightsaber, or his big ass telescope, or maybe all of those.