I decided to pick up a bottle of wine from the shop across the road. The buzzer sounded as I entered. Behind the counter was a young Pakistani woman, ...ur eyes met."Where's Mr Abbassi" I asked. "He's gone to visit family in Pakistan" "Are you his daughter" "Yes" "I see" She smiled. She had large brown eyes-framed by charcoal makeup, she wore a tight black t-shirt, and she had thick glossy black hair that flowed down to her lower-back. My eyes wandered along the shelves of wine, as I was reading. Today, 'Ole Black Joe' was still considered a legend, at least in his own mind. 'Ole Black Joe' could dream now, couldn't he? Joe didn't know that a dildo had been fashioned after his own big black cock. He had been just that popular in Jamaica with all the pretty white, American ladies coming down to get away from their boring white husband and boyfriends for some discreet, wild 'jungle' sex. He really was a legend that lived on even today and was found in the drawers of many a fine,. I also gave you thedesire to take a shower." Sarah, you have to undo this" Chris proclaimed."Chris, calm down. I have your penis right here" Sarah said, pointing toher groin. "I did this while you were asleep, and got carried awayplaying with it. It does feel really good" she said, almost teasing him." Sarah..." Go back in and wash up, I'll fix things later." Sarah said.Chris knew he had no choice, so he went back in the shower and startedrinsing the soap off. He felt of the alien part. " "Oh!" she started giggling, as the ridiculous picture of her father all covered in chicken and broccoli presented itself right before her eyes. The giggles turned into hysterical peals of laughter, as her whole body shook. So it was quite a surprise when she suddenly felt ketchup being sprayed all over her shirt."Daddy," she gasped, as the ketchup went into her face. "Why you..." immediately she grabbed the mustard jar on the counter and proceeded to squeeze it, aiming it at her father..