It had my attention fully, now. The problem was it's close proximity to 'the chair'.Even at my young age, I understood 'the chair' was completely tabo.... We weren't allowed to sit in it, even when Dad was at work. Now 'the chair' had become an obstacle in my quest to attain that which I desired to attain.The object of my focus was round, red, and glowing. It was attached to the wall, above the back of the chair. My mother had explained to me that it was a 'night-light'. But it wasn't night, and. "Lift up you skirt" I ordered and she was more then happy to do it, a lacey little thong in bright pink was going down between her white plump little cheeks I smacked her hard over and over again quickly turning the cheeks pinkish red instead."Get down on your fucking knees" I had hardly told her before the girl was on her knees between my legs, bolognese and spaghetti covering her pale face as she looked expectantly at me as I pulled out my thick 7.5 inch cock and made her deep-throat it hard. .”. But i knew what i wanted, i wanted Rekha to be the lead heroine and so i asked Mona to get Rekha near me and asked them to hold each other and caress each other’s boobs in front of me.Both were not in their senses alike me and started caressing each other and kissing on the above breast region. I help Rekha from her lengha and asked her to suck my dick while mona plays with her own pussy. They had to obey me as they wanted something that only i had in the room. Mona was fascinating she had. That stuff is growing on me. Probably not a good thing, but better than meth, or heroin, maybe. The years would tell.At six, I was standing in the lobby, looking through my mail, almost all junk mail for the previous resident. His name was obviously ‘Resident’, first name was ‘Current’, so it was pretty easy to tell. I pitched all but one envelope in the trash as she looked at me, walking off the elevator. I stuck that one envelope in my suit pocket, walked toward her, took her hand, kissed it,.