" It's not a one-man job," Ben retorted."I guess, we could make arrangements," Natalie interjected."What kind of arrangement?" Ben demanded to know, w...th his wife equallyas interested."Well, maybe Ben could still come to work." How are we going to do that?" Drew asked while she threw her arms upto her sides, curious if Natalie was withholding the answer to all oftheir concerns."What if we disguised Ben?" That's not going to work..." Ben answered his sister in a dismissivetone before she cut him. There was some problem with one of the marble cutting blades, and it could only be fixed if he was also there. So, he urgently left the event and headed toward Rajasthan.Biswajit was very happy to learn of this incident. In the evening, everyone got a room at a resort. The resort management had been preparing all day for its guests. Mom and I got a room that was coincidentally next to Biswajit’s room. But I was not aware of any such situation between them at that time.So, the next day, we all. Finally I heard sirens approaching someone must have called the cops someone had seen Santa being ****d and had taken pity on me and the last guy came in my mouth before they ran off laughing and hooting I waited for the police to arrive I could not get myself off the wall I just hung there and then my stomach rebelled from all the cum floating inside it I heaved and threw up everything in my guts whatever food I had had at the shelter and all the cum those bastards had pumped into me there was. The food was typical bar-food - hamburgers and French fries. Lucy ordered Macaroni from what she thought was the kid’s menu.“Certainly, but that is the slave’s menu, do you still want it?” our waiter asked.“Macaroni is for slaves?” Lucy seemed surprised.“There is no cheese or sauce. It is just plain macaroni. I wouldn’t recommend it,” the waiter had a sense of humor and brought her a kids menu instead. Lucy ordered the Macaroni and cheese.The slave menu did have the things that Eddie mentioned..