I felt apart, but above it all. I didn’t clean up after myself. I didn’t pour someone else a drink. No doubt I could, but I wasn’t on some chore...cycle. The place was gorgeous, but more like a home than a hotel. All the portraits on the walls, all the statuary in the public spaces, all the music on the speakers, all the videos on the specialty channels, all of the art in the building was produced by the girls that lived or had lived here.A king commanded everything he could see. It was his right. Or mai bhi bahut maze le raha tha…Chuki humlogo ke pass samay kam tha isiliye mai bina deri kiye uski t-shirt khol diya or uske boobs ko jor jor se dabane laga.. Was bolne lagi ki itni jor se na dabao dard ho rahi hy..Fir mai uske bra ko bhi khol diya.. Dosto kyya gajab lag rahi thi wah.. Uska pura dukan mere samane khula para tha or mai lutne ko bhi taiyar tha.Maine uske boobs ke niple ko apni datt se dhire dhire katne laga.. Gf puja siskiya bhar rahi thi.Mai towel hostel se he lekar gaya tha. You go and have fun with your family, Lisa. I'll figure something out." I said, trying to keep from showing how big a mess I was in. "Well, Mr. Davis, if you want I have a friend who might be interested. Her name is Becky and she is really good. She is very dependable and trustworthy. If you'd like I can call her and see if she would be willing to watch the girls." "If you are willing to vouch for her, Lisa, then I will talk to her about it. I trust you and if you say she is ok then yes call. My life seemed to be going down the drain, at least until I met...her.Walking the streets of Detroit from my job in a nearby factory, I could only wonder what had brought on the bad luck I had been dealt since high school finished as it had been pretty much like night and day as soon as I left for college down in Chicago starting with my car breaking down along the way. As i ran my hand through my brown hair with slight frustration, I looked down to find a small ring on the ground. It wasn't.