"That's Mr Leaman," he said, "owner of the club and everything in it." Oh, thanks," I said and sipped my watered down whisky."You're not thinking of m...ssing with him are you?" the barman leaned closer and whispered."Me, no way," I said truthfully.I had no wish to mix it with the likes of him."Very sensible," said the Barman slightly louder, "not good for your health to bother the likes of Mr Leaman.I finished up my drink and headed out. On the way her eyes and mine met just for that split. She tried to look at me; her eyes teary, mascara running, she looked pathetic, and I just now had noticed that she had made an attempt to do herself up for me. It was a failed attempt. These past two years, while she was gone, I played with far better, far sexier, far fresher women and girls than what she had become. I met her eyes, I showed no emotion. Here comes the pitch, I realized, and I didn't want to give anything away by showing her a weakness. She pushed forward. "David, these past two. Tab mene bola bhaiya aaplogo ne hi muhe randi banaya hai ab jab mein randi hoon to jabtak lund nai jae meri choot me tabtak mera pet aur man dono nai bharta ab to mein aapke samne apke dosto se chudwakar rahugi aapko kuch krna hoga mere liye.Par mein kaise kahu unlogo se ki meri randi behan ko mere samne chodo wo log mere bare me kya sochenge. Wo sab mein nai janti bhaiya aapko unko ready krna hoga nai to mein khud unlogo se kal chudwa lungi mujhe koi saram nai.Accha thik hai mein baat chalata. Like this going on and my lucky day came without I expected, one day I got call from her and asked whether I am free today and she needs to meet me and asked me to book star hotel (she said she will pay), I booked avasa in madhapur, checked in and sent her room number. By 9 in the morning she reached hotel and came to room and ranged the bell. As I opened the door stunned by look of natasha, to describe her 5-8” height, 36-34-36 very nice white skin, in read saree, matching lipstick, hair open.