Back at Madame’s shop, his was the only column I’d stumbled through before flipping back to the classifieds.Peter grinned, “Don’t let him catc... you staring, Pens. Your career might be over before it’s started.”I nodded nervously, and we moved on. Rounding a corner, I realized the gallery was two, maybe three times larger than I originally thought. By Mile End standards, it was enormous.“Pretty wild, eh?” Peter nudged me. “Claude really went all out. And he’s got some serious players in here.”. She asked me if I was too sore to take his Dick for his morning Wood... I told her I felt like I was run over by a Truck.. She smiled ... Then told me with the biggest smile .. "If you can take it I will be so HAPPY... PLEASE... DO IT FOR ME...???" Then something about his morning wood is a quick one.. Then he likes to get up, Piss then have Breakfast... Then she leans into me.. Kisses me.. While he is starting to push my body down.. Putting all his weight against my ass.. So he can really. Bhabhi-chal bathroom ma…Hu bathroom ma betho to…tya j darvajo khulyu aane heran thaai gayo… Bhabhi drahsti ne su krva laya che…Bhabhi-jo aa che te chokro..Drahsti -aarey aa to niche bese a che…taame kevi ritna setting kryu…Bhabhi- a badhu muk aame haawe tu ja…amaaro last shot baaki che…Drahsti -bhabhi plzz maane jovu che… Hu koi ne naai kaau….Bhabhi a mara saame joyu… Main ishara ma haa kaai didhu…Bhabhi a drahsti maate bathroom ni baar chair muki didhi…Aame loko a faari thi dhaba dhabi chaalu. .you told me not to be but as I sit here on the train...I’m nervous.I’m in a daze as I leave the train and wander through the park...looking down the street looking for that door. You said it would stand out but in my mind it stands out as that moment...that moment when I decide to walk through your door and begin to heal, to forgive myself for others mistakes.You open the door to me, you’re wearing lounge pants and my eyes drift over your chest...up to your eyes...those eyes that first drew me.