"Fiona ripped through the paper, fingers still trembling, and discovered a picture of a teenage girl who was probably around seventeen or eighteen. It...was hard to tell. She looked vaguely familiar yet she couldn't place her.Sean's eyes filled with terror and he began trembling violently as Damian took the photo from her and held it up to his face. "Take a long hard look, you piece of fucking shit. You know and I know what you did."Sean started crying like a baby and babbling. Fiona couldn't. Asal mein mera naam Raj hai. Padhayi likhayi mein Lallu, khel mein Lallu, bas do cheez mein main Lallu na tha. Ek meri kismat aur dusra mera lund.Kismat ka dhani tha main, jiss taraf jata to mera kaam ban jata aur Bhagwan ne mujhe beshak shakal surat bahut achhi na dee ho, lund dene mein koi kasar nahin chhodi. 10 inch ka mota lund diya hai mujhe bhagwan ne jisska fayda mujhe milega mujhe pata nahin tha. Uss wakt main 18 saal ka tha jab meri sex ki duniya mein entry hui. Kuchh hi dino mein main. Her short, dark hair was still wet and rather than the smooth coif of her normal hairstyle, it was drying into soft, unruly curls. She'd washed her face clean of make up and while it no longer accented the drama of her large, dark eyes, it made them seem almost doe-like, vulnerable. He noticed that there was a small beauty mark at the corner of her lip... one normally hidden by meticulously applied lipstick.Through the baggy tee, he could see the contours of her breasts, full and even pendulous. “Susan, you’re going to be having lunch with me and one of my most important customers. I want to make a good impression on this guy... ok?”Yes Marvin, I understand. You want me to help you impress your customer...right?“Yes Susan, that’s right. I want you to impress this guy” “So Susan, I’m going to send you some money to buy yourself a nice outfit and get your hair fixed, and make-up and some other stuff you might need.”No Marvin, you don’t have to do that. I’ve got some very nice outfits.