Mujhe mere friend ne bathaya ki apke yaha ek makan hai rent keliaMe: ha batayi haiGeetha: tho main aap se kaab miluBaath aise hi age nikal gayi phir h...m dono milne ki plan kiya main ne unko sida kirai ke makan pur bulaya dupher ko 12 bhaje o thik 12 baje a gyi main usko dekh ke hi hairan hogaya u ek pari jaise dikhne lagi mujhe….o 34 saal ki thi uska pati 41 saal ka driver hai mahine me zyada di manglore se bahar hi rehata hai uska ek beta bi hai 10 saal ka o green chudidar main mast maal lag. I have a favor to ask Sire.” Tara asked hesitantly.“I always have time for my EIG ships Tara.” Derrick answered.“It is just that, uh...” Tara started.Shelby nudged her daughter and whispered, “Ask him he won’t yell or bite!” Shelby said as she started to giggle then Tara did also.Taking a deep breath Tara said, “Sire I feel so alone I would love to have a prime. That is if you have time Sire.”Derrick smiled, then thought a moment. Hmmm he had someone in mind if they took it. Yes! They should do. She started to tell Mike about the first time with Reuben at Wrightsville Beach, when Reuben knocks on the door holding some flowers. “Excuse me, folks. I heard JC had an accident and I turned around and came back to check on you, and brought you these,” Reuben said placing the vase and flowers on the bed side table. “Thank you, Reuben. That is very sweet of you. Reuben, this is my husband Mike. Mike, this is Reuben from work,” JC said introducing them.Reuben was the first to move and walked. “We’ll see.” No other information was forthcoming, but it was enough for me. I was getting to see them tonight! Mistress Denise ended the phone call abruptly by hanging up on me. Fine. As if that hurt me. Time was awastin’: this girl had places to go, her people to see, as long as I passed inspection. Hanging up the phone in its cradle I raced upstairs to fulfill my duties. My room seemed clean enough. I was setting out my clothes when I heard Mistress Denise’s voice.