It warmed him to have such a vision of himself but the evidence to bolster was lacking. Sadly, as an artist, he was a talent in pretense only…awai...ing that dream of a productive display to an admiring patron…a wealthy one preferred, of course. In his mind it was a simple question of supply and demand. Unfortunately, into his little studio by the undulating sea there was scant supply, and a dearth of demand except the merchant’s demands of bills to pay. On top of all that, Jean’s cheap. He liked a challenge, to be sure, but this was crazy. Still, the money had been too good to pass up, and he had a rep to maintain. With all the shit going on down there, this was the perfect place to take his targets. In the end it wouldn’t matter -- if he didn’t get them here, it’d just be somewhere else, but the aftermath of this site would make perfect cover for his work.Something caught his eye as it flashed out of the building he’d been watching. One of his targets was in there, and he’d. I went back into the bathroom to finish up. While I'm touching up my makeup, Phil sneaks up behind me, pinning me to the washbasin and wrapping his arms around me, grabbing my breasts."Hey big boy, whatcha got in mind?" I said. I knew very well what he had in mind....I could feel his hard-on against my butt!"Honey, how about a quickie? I've been thinking about you all week, and I can't hold out any longer!!! I have to have you now!!!" he said."Well, if as long as you don't mess up my hair and. Khana khane k baad aunty ne muje bed pe aram karane ko kaha main dopahar k garami thak gaya tha toh main turant bed pe late gaya, pade pade muje nind nahi aa rahi thi ki aunty ne ghar ka darwaza bandh kar liya, (Mumbai k ghar matalab bahut chote hote hain waha privacy naam ki koi cheez hi nahi hoti) aur woh bartan manjane lagi, maine dekha k aunty jab niche jhooki toh unake boobs ki halaki si zalak muje dikhi kyonki unhone us din red colour ki sadharan ghar main pahani Jane wali maxi pehni.