They will come now. Let us have some coffee.” Mom held my nose and slapped on my chicks. “Bastard, go and get hot coffee for us.” ordered. Yes m...m. I was just going. Then Santaram held my nose and twisted. He held my cock and said” why this is so small.” I shied. Then he laughed and started twisting my nose both sides. I was crying. Mom, Suresh and santaram were laughing. Chinnamma, I would like to drink his nose milk. I will extract one glass blood from his nose and have it.” santaram said.. "Oh, don't worry about Friday, I'll have a talk with her." Arty nodded and backed away before fleeing to his cellar."Now, Friday, why don't you pull up a chair, and we'll talk."She stood before him, looking down at the person sitting in the chair before her. She saw a man that looked to be in his forties, wearing wire framed, round lensed glasses. He was clean shaven, his hair moderately short, and touched heavily with gray at the temples. She knew he was a man that smiled easily, and was. We’ll load you up with a dozen jars before you leave.” Nelson asked, “What kind of orchard is that?” George huffed, “Apple. Two varieties. Nothing special. They’re a standard cash crop in this area. I sell them to local grocers and bakeries. Now follow me and I’ll show you my barn. I’m hoping to get a few cattle next year, but right now, all we keep in it are a couple of sheep. They’re nothing but useless pets, but the mizzus keeps saying she wants to try her hand at carding wool. Bah!” The air. Not wanting to seem completely transparent I didn't ask her out right there but I was thinking about it. I spent the next few weeks increasing the frequency of my stops by her desk but was actually pretty busy with actual work unfortunately for a while. In October, our company decided to do a community service project where we all cleaned the beaches and bluffs in San Diego (where we work). Ali actually brought up the idea of volunteering because I usually don't unless my department head.