“Chodo, ahh, chodo na mujhe, jaldi chodo,” main karhai.“Lund chahiye tujhe, randi,” Maulwi muskuraya.“Haan, chahiye,” mainne tadapte hue k...ha. Usne apne lund se meri chut sehlai. “Please, mujhe aur mat tadpao,” maine vinti ki. Woh muskuraya aur aona lund andar ghusa diya. “Ah,” main chillayi, “kitna mota hai.”“Randiyo ke liye mota hi hona chahiye,” Maulwi ne kaha aur dhakke dene laga.“Ah, haye bhagwan, ahhh, kitna mota hai, Maulwi ji.”“Kaisa lag raha hai, randi?”“Achcha lag raha hai, Maulwi ji,. Linda mounted me on the bed to get me a closer look. She wsa weraing rings in each nipple but on the left there was an extra bit of jewellry saying BBC and on th e right nipple the word slut. It makes you hard thinking of your wife as a cheater who fucks balck cocks for you doesn't it? Linda states rather than asks this time. Yes I say. Linda scowls and I remember Yes Black Cock Queen. What do you want to see me do? Fuck black cock for me queen. You wish there were balck cocks here for me now. There’s a letter from Black Sheep Publishing House, apparently they want some changes to: ‘Fuck the World.’ ‘You do it,’ I fire off. The next letter is from Titania, the lesbian mother of my biological child. Apparently, Maude has spoken her first word, which is ‘Fuck.’ Smart girl. Tyler Durden once said that when one has insomnia, everything is a copy of a copy of a copy. Well, during an acid trip, everything is an original art work. Here I am on this black ‘Dell’ Monster, fondling some. We can get started in earnest tomorrow."Anne arrived at Stan's house a little after half past ten that evening, tired, and the more she thought about it, frustrated as well. She'd spent the whole day and achieved absolutely nothing.'Well, not nothing I suppose, ' she thought. 'Sid doesn't change. Always has to do things himself, even if he's figuring things out as he goes along. Now, at least, I have an operating system to do some work on. Perhaps I can make a proper start tomorrow.'Anne opened.