"Son, do you have some ID?" Yes I do." Can I see it?" Why do you want to see it?" Because I want to able to point out the idiot who should never be al...owed to come too close to anyone in trouble. Once I take care of that, it certainly will happen."He wasn't happy with me. I was furious, but I made sure that it didn't show. After a moment, he went outside. I could see that he talked to one those guys who had been there when I was taken in. Soon I was escorted back to the cell in which the two. .."Janis immediately interrupted, "Marcus, what are doing calling me at home? What would my husband think? We'll talk tomorrow." Ok, understand my lady. I'll talk to you around 1 PM about my special delivery."Neither of us mentioned the call but I knew something was up. Janis had a very strict lunch schedule and could not meet someone just anywhere. Our nearby house was her only option. She would not chance receiving "that special delivery" at our house unless she knew I wasn't going to be. "Actually, that feels good what you're doing right now, massaging my ass. I like that," she said wiggling her shapely ass while putting her head forward to roll it around her shoulders. "That's very relaxing. I haven't had someone feel my ass like that since I had a massage in Jamaica." You had an erotic massage in Jamaica?" Never mind. I'm sorry I said anything. That was a long time ago. I was young and dumb and I had no idea that Andre--" Andre? Who the fuck is Andre?" My masseur, a big black. I told ok, got ready and went to the party, but frankly I am not interested to go to that party, as I have to stay single in the party and had a perception that it’s going to be a boring night and to my luck it turned one of the most romantic night, which I have never spend till date, because of this devil (angel turned devil) The devil of this story is ms. Ramya (34), a well maintained horny bitch and you will never think that she would be 34, as I have already had a perception that it’s.