Asif introduced us, “This is Sudha and Arun. They are wife and husband, and he is our friend.”Oh God, finally he showed some respect to me and sai... that I was Sudha’s husband. This happiness was short-lived as after some time Asif and Sudha got into each other’s arms. They were clinging like two lovers. Suddenly the light dimmed a little. Taking advantage of this, he took off Sudha’s top and pulled down her jeans, Sudha was made to dance in bra and panties.In return she also took off his tshirt. "Come with me," Carlos said, making another grab for Jane, who dancedback. Carlos moved to follow, when the second guard stepped forward,shouting "No."The knife flashed, and red could be seen on the shirt of the man. Theblow was not deep though, when an 18-inch pipe came swooping down andwacked the pimp's wrist hard enough that everyone could hear bonescracking. Carlos screamed, and dropped the knife as he fell. The stabbedman also fell to his knees, and one of the other men who had come. Thick and uneven grey and silvery ropes of man juice slip easily over my lips and land wetly on his hot blood flushed skin. Bubbles of spit catch the light and sparkle like trapped stars.I catch the dribbling mess with both hands as it slips off the back of his erection, like oil over wet chrome and smear it up and down his penis until it glistens and shines like wet leather. My God, I am so fucking hard for his load! Like a wild b**st, I launch myself at his meat and feed voraciously on his. The whole family gathered in the living room to exchange my presents – mine to each of them and theirs to me. This was the best our family could do this year.I hated getting clothing as a present when I was little. Now that I had to pay for my own clothes (sort of ... eventually), it was cool to receive clothing. Liz bought me a nice pair of leather driving gloves. They'd be handy on the cold State College winter mornings. Andy got me a Penn State Rose Bowl sweatshirt. Mom bought me a couple.