.. your birthday is not even tonight." "I don't care. Can't a man lust after his own woman?? I see no problem with that!" I chuckled and looked innoce...tly up to him. Silence came between us. "Damn, I have the sexiest girlfriend on the face of the planet." I slapped his chest. "Way to ruin the moment!" He stood up and grabbed me by the wrist pulling me to my feet from the comfortable chair. "Come'on lets go somewhere else." Oh, I knew what this meant. He was leading to the basement. I felt my. Nevertheless, the things had changed a bit… The small incident became his most cherished fantasy.After the incident, whenever Ashim played with himself, his thoughts were always diverted to getting caught by a gorgeous woman. He always ended up with a shattering orgasm. Very soon, he realized that his fantasy woman had a face… The face of his beautiful aunt; he had never seen her naked but guessed that she must be gorgeous without clothes. Gradually, he began dreaming about fucking her.. Miami was still quite a place though. Lots of things happen here in almost every little dark corner or high rise condo by the coast. You can catch wind of a lot of things even when working the little odd jobs all across town. Lots and lots of money being thrown around. Money I can never seem to get a hold of...Just as I was done with my little train of thought, I spotted something odd in the mail. It was an unmarked letter that was kinda fancy. I don't have any friends who used this sort of. Deck-hands coiled lines while waitresses from the bar fanned out offering Campari and Pellegrinos. Two wispy plumes drifted from Vesuvius across an otherwise perfectly clear sky. Ina Balinski sat in the boat’s austere passenger cabin beside Tracy Tomlinson and her sister Becky, the motion inside wasn’t exactly uncomfortable but any waterborne conveyance made Balinski green, and the foil’s peculiar motion was no exception. She looked at the twins and noted that both still seemed to inhabit some.