Tanaka, what can I do for you?" I have a problem, my personal assistant has been seen stealing diamonds from my office. She denies it but I have video...evidence. The problem is that she has hidden them somewhere and refuses to tell me where. I need your skills of persuasion to loosen her tongue. When you have the information you may do with her as you wish. I have no further use for her" I would be delighted to help. Please send her along at your convenience" Would an hour be good for you". We thought the internet would be a great place and she was looking for someone with a larger than average Cock, I'm almost six inches and it fits her nicely but she wanted to try a larger one and see how it would be. We finally decided on a guy named Steve who happened two be a little over eight inches and was very fit and nice looking. We met Steve for drinks at a local bar and made plans to hook up and do the deed. The first problem we had was that Steve wouldn't let us film him unless he. Before I left, I walked back to Vijayji and kissed him on his cheek and said, “Happy jerking to my pictures, uncle” and ran off. Don’t ask me why I did that.I took a whole week to think about what Vijayji said (thankfully, I had my periods too at that time). I loved his way of saying things frankly and openly. He was not trying to hide anything or justifying his actions or even making excuses for what he did. I really loved that in a man and completely attracted about it, but was not sure if I. "In short order, the empty bowls of oatmeal and plates were cleared.When the doorbell rang, my bald slave scampered into the bedroom, leaving the door open just a crack.I walked over to the door and opened it. As expected, there was a nun standing there, with Vonda behind her.She was five foot six with pale green eyes and a long narrow nose. With her habit on, it was hard to determine her exact age; but I estimated mid-thirties to early forties.She held out her hand. "Mr. Woodward, I'm Theresa.