I thought that was good, but ... We moved there when I got the job, we stay to ourselves. I worry, the house is no protection from shooting, and those...Scorpions don’t care about us. I ... I have to service the block boss and his people every month. They call and tell me when, we do it outside, in the back of the house at night. Just what I do at work ... so far. They joke about a summer spit roast, which scares me. Otherwise they leave us alone.” She realized that what she just said could get. The women in the neighborhood did love me and tipped me well after mowing their lawns and eating their "bush."I did finally land a job as a pool boy at the Fountainbleau Hotel. The sexual encounters remained the same but in much better surroundings, and the tips got a lot better.On one beautiful day, I spotted this gorgeous red head, Arlene, in maybe her early forties, kinda giving me the eye. She was kinda thick, with great tits, a hot round ass and thick legs. We exchanged glances for maybe. Bhanu came to me and asked with a smile on her face that do I smoke and drink for which I told no. She then told me with shy that she wants to taste the drink and smoke of a cigarette and asked me for my permission for which I thought that the session is going to be much romantic and rough and said ok. I went out to get them.She called me when I am out and told to get some food also and she also has told me to get the Viagra tablets and condoms for myself. I said yes and have taken them. Inside. There I was again on last lower berth of the bus but this time waiting for some hulk to come and cum in my asshole. And yes stars were with me. A Sardarji of around 50, fair 6.3 feet and build as bouncer came on my seat.I could smell liquor instantly. I thought it may help. As soon as the bus left Solapur I was pretending that I am sleeping. But this time my ass poking out. So that even a slim man can’t lie beside me in that box, forget about this Sardarji. I don’t know why I was imagining my.