”“I’m here to sort out this city. So, as Mayor Bull Bron Horn, I want to see the bloody Deputy, and I want to see him now!” I wasn’t proud t...at my voice had risen to a bellow, but I was getting seriously frustrated with these people.I looked around to see five shocked people staring at me from several doorways. I heard one say, “Oh, shit!”“Yes,” I answered. “You lot are in a whole pile of manure, and it is going to take a lot of shovelling to get your arses of it. Now, where is the fat little. He gave me half a glass of vodka – straight. There was no mix of any kind. I tasted it, and that was about it. I may have tried another couple of sips, but I didn’t want any more.He took off his coat and hung it in the closet. We sat on his bed, as in this dump of a room there wasn’t even a chair. He put his hand on my crotch and squeezed it. I guess I could have slugged him, being the bad boy I was, but I didn’t. No one had ever come close to squeezing my cock before, and it felt damn good.He. Main jis purani company me kaam karta tha waha jo accountant the wo muje ek din raste me mil gaye bole “arun meri job chhut gayi hai koi aur job ho to pls batao.” Maine kaha “rameshbhai abhi to mere dhyan me koi apke layak job nahi hai lekin ek jagah puchh ker main apko bataunga.” Phir hum dono kuchh der baat karne ke baad apne apne raste chal diye maine apni hi company ke godam me store keeper ki jagah khali hai aisa jana aur mere boss ko puchha “ek jaan pahechaan wala bharosewala admi mere. Who will be back Kitty finally asked a questioned? Otis, the old lady replied. Kitty wondered what this old lady was talking about. I didn't want to believe at first, she went on. The story goes there was a big black slave named Otis who fucked his master's daughter. She ordered the slave to fuck her and when it was found out. The girl lied and said the slave forced him self on her.Of course they believed the word of the slave owner's daughter over a slave. While they were stringing him up, he.