I thought about standing up and dropping my pants in front of her. I wanted rip her clothes off and fuck her then. I fixed the tub. She kissed my chee... as I picked up my tools. I felt her rub my cock through my pants. I hoped she liked what she felt. I left the room. I wanted to feel great her tits and ass. I got my third call to her room again about an hour after I had left. I felt she caused these problems. She answered the door in her bikini top. She changed her shorts to some loose gym. But as my story starts, or rather ends, it was a Dark and Stormy Night!Yes, my story begins and has an ending on the same night.“An ending?” you say.Yes, you see, my story begins with me and a bullet traveling at the speed of sound, released from a trigger pull a split second ago. One that just ended my life.I was sitting on my couch in my apartment’s fifth floor living room, mindlessly watching one of those movies that are interrupted every five minutes or so with ten minutes of commercials.. Then Govindh came forward and asked me for a tit fuck. I told him to talk dirty about me and he gladly did so and placed his cock between my tits, his cock was a bit smaller than his brothers but had good width. He was telling me I was a slut and deserves more cocks in my holes.After few minutes of tit fucking, Govindh forced my mouth into his cock and Krishna grabbed my hips from behind and positioned me in doggy style. Then Krishna was rubbing his cock in my pussy, teasing me. Suddenly in one. He was pleasedwhen he was told that this was to be his uniform at his new job,although he couldn't remember applying for one.He was taught all sorts of new things. He learned to walk properly,curtsey, even sit and stand. He soon found that if he didn't dosomething right straight away, he was locked back in the bed where hewas originally and tickled until he passed out.Whenever he wasn't sleeping he could hear that music. He found that hehad small bud speakers in his ears that he couldn't get.