‘So, you will spin straw into gold, or you will forfeit your life in the morning.’ ‘Of course, milord.’ King James’ behavior mortified Rumpl...stiltskin, he couldn’t believe his ears when James’ harsh words floated to his ears. He was equally stunned to see the girl from the meadow trembling before the king. Fat tears streaming from her eyes as her chest heaved in exhaustion. He stood in the shadows as the guards dragged the young girl down to a large chamber filled with clean fresh straw.. I cruised his lounge room as the kettle came to a boil. It wasn't a room I was comfortable in. It was stainless steel and black and hard. An oversize television screen dominated the space. Everything had its place. It was the sort of room only visited even by its owner. I had been going out, and *****ing in, with him for almost a year but that remained the picture I had of him. He had all the toys --- tailored suit; red sports car; straight cut hair; straighter teeth; shiny trinkets --- but it. In the evening when I returned from college olivya was waiting for me already. Mom just left for her duty. I asked her about mamaji she said he was in her room. I told her to wait for me outside the room and I entered to see mamaji sitting in the chair with his dhoti little reassembled.Me: Are you waiting for olivyaMamaji: That slut told you everything rightMe: Yes but why are you stuck with mms while you can make whole blue film with me(winking at him)He gave a devilish smileMamaji: I knew my. I removed it from it's plastic case and turned it over in my hands, contemplating it's future. It was about eight inches long, including the control knob, and a bit thicker than my thumb. There was also a safety cord attached to the end, good idea! The bent tip, designed to massage the right spot, resembled a dolphin's head, and was nice and smooth. I decided to try it out, reasoning that if Sally could take my cock in her arse, then I should be able to take this in mine. This reminded me that.