I think this explained the mean Hells Angel look that Tony had adopted.As I sat listening and eating my main course, the waiters repeatedly bought us ...ottles of Kingfisher beer. I was downing them like there was no tomorrow. By eleven o’clock I was pretty much wrecked. Tony and I had laughed throughout the evening and I thought that regardless of the potential contract and the commission I would get, Tony was actually a person I could easily become friends with.I suddenly sobered up when I. . ek din aise he hum computer per games khel rahe the main stool per betha tha and wo mere peeche khadi thi wo jhuk kar games dekh rahi thi and uske baal meri khande ko choo rahe the.game ke excitement main wo aur neeche jhook gai and uske boobs meri peeth and shoulder ko touch karne lage maine nikker and t-shir pahen hui thi. Muj main current daudne lag gaya.. phir thodi der baad usne bola ab muje khelna hai. Tho main char se uth gaya and bed per beth gaya and wo khelne lagi.Game main ek jaghe. Whatever you call it--you should know. You drink it." I said in a matter-of-fact tone."That's outrageous, Sandra! Get out of here now!" He ran behind his desk like that would protect him.I briefly entertained the notion of just grabbing his skinny ass and forcing my cock into my mouth. That wasn't me, though. If he wanted me gone, I'd go. Before I headed out the door in a huff, I told him, "It's good for you. You've never been happier or healthier than since I started feeding you. You're. And we sure thank you for letting us ride.”In no time it seemed, they were backing the train to line up the long flat car with the stack of cross ties, Tom led his horse up the stack of ties slowly and turned back to see Cal’s horse throwin his head and backing up.He took the reins and told Cal to get behind him. Cal slapped him on the rump and with Tom pulling on the reins, his big black gelding climbed the stack and nervously stepped over onto the flat car.Tom waved to the man in the engine.