‘The people here are bad. They keep a Marisin in the tower and they make all of us work all day.’ ‘But who’s the guards going to believe, ah?...Sire Mastro or some home shrimp?’ Eldrian almost started his rebuttal when he stuttered. When Bossman said it like that, it almost did sound stupid. ‘Besides,’ Yoled managed as his composure slowly returned. ‘It’s not so bad here. There’s lots to eat and it’s warm. And when your clothes get too worn out, they give you new ones.’ He wrapped his arms. With a couple of steady breaths, she took in the bathroom. It wasn't much more than the bedroom, but at least it was clean. Emma stood and placed her hands on the sink, staring at herself in the smeared mirror. 'You can do this. It's what he wants. It's what you want.' She nodded, asserting herself in the situation. She tried to give herself a seductive smile, practicing for when she stepped out of the bathroom to greet him. Running her hands through her hair, she sighed, feeling pathetic as. I don't even think he knew who I was, in fact I was sure that he had his eyes closed so he could pretend I was someone else. Two of us could play that game. I closed my eyes and let my imagination run. There was that guy last week in Tucson, nope not him. Before my own mind would even realize it, my body and my heart gave me away. "Fuck me Jim," I heard myself cry out. He just looked at me crazily as he opened up his eyes.Then he rolled me over and started to really pound me doggy style. It was. Tech course, I had a friend named Kishore. He had a girlfriend and her name was Haritha. She was a typical Indian girl but she was pretty open minded. I had a crush on her since day one but I could not do anything about it.I wouldn’t say she is a bombshell but she was chubby. Her soft cheeks, her lips, her big eyes and her melons ohhhhh god they were amazing and her bums were like to sponge balls and they would swing as she walked. She used to wear churidar but her chunni would cover nothing.