She did forego the panty hose, which I appreiciated.T-shirt, blue jeans and slip on deck shoes for me. Yeah, no underwear. So I'm a slob, so what? I h...d her go upstairs with me. Now, back then, I lived in a second and third floor apartment. Really half a house. The second floor, the first floor of the apartment, consisted of a pair of bedrooms and a rather large bath room with both a tub and a shower. Upstairs was what used to be the attic. It was now a loft consisting of a kitchen, small den. "Do we have to start again?" I asked. Steve slowly shuffledinto the corner and stood there with his back to me. I was drunk on this elixir of power. "Stay there and don't move," Icommanded and went and made myself a cup of coffee. When I came back with the coffee I sat on the bed and sipped the drink."Did that feel like a punishment?" I asked. Steve just pushed his headfurther into the corner. I stood up, walked over and stood very closebehind him. "Does that make you feel sorry?" Steve still. We have come from far away to hear your poems. I would like to write them down, if I may." Annie," Jack hissed. "Didn't you hear what she said? You can't tell people here you can read and write." He looked up at Sappho. "Is it ... is there some penalty for a woman who can read or write?" Only rejection from polite society," Sappho said. "It is more troublesome for the man who taught her. Did you teach her?" What? Oh, no. Annie learned to read and write from our parents, first." Both of them had. Jan aur jorrr….. se…… dabao na….. kha jao… katlo behenchoood chod aaj to meri kuwari chut fad do na jaan ahhhhhh me-haan janu aaj tujhe raat bhar randi bana ke chodunga…teri chut ka ras piunga…ahaaahhhh kya doodh hai tere Fir maine uske sare kapde utar diye aur usne mere aur main uske doodh ko muh mein leke chusne laga aur wo mast hoke bolne lagi..aahh kha jao na aur chuso…pi jao na mera dood.Aur mera lund jo ki khamba ban chukka tha usko masalte hue bolne lagi bhaiya aapka lund to mast bada.