"Why don't you come in and have look at my wall of fame?"I hesitated for a second then nodded, my pub lunch could wait."If I can I take a picture of e...ch work," he explained waving at the wall covered with hundreds of Polaroid pictures."This one is great," I said tapping a picture of a mermaid, her breasts bare and her long hair flowing."Yeah, but look at this one," he pointed.It was a picture of nice naked breast with a small tattoo of a horse just above the nipple."You'll be surprised where. She warmed up immediately. He picked her up and carried her to their bed. Before he sat her down, he asked her if she wanted his robe left on or taken off. She opted for him to take it off, which left her naked. She slid underneath the blankets, as he kissed her good night. He told her he would be back as soon as he could. ‘Make sure my babies have fun.’ ‘How about me, Sharon, don’t you want me to have fun?’ ‘Fred, I have never seen a man have more fun, in more ways, than you.’ ‘That’s because. In the story below, you will learn how I continued to train my bitch maid Champa. By now Champa knew that she had to satisfy my depraved sexual desires or pay the price. I had imposed strict rules on her behavior in my presence. The rules were:- she was always to have her hair tied in a bun. Only I was allowed to open her bun. She could not touch her bun once she made it in the morning. She was always to wear kashta sarees (thin cotton ones) – when I was in the house, she was to wear no blouse. I noticed he was sporting a boner after that. I'm sure he planned to stay out and watch Jake. (And if you believe he was watching Jake, I've got some dry swampland in Florida you'd just love!) His wives were cute, a blonde and a red haired beauty. Both had mature boobs on their chests and I'm sure they were fun to play with.I pulled one of the logs from the pile and hefted it on to the table. I examined it and found it to be just right. I retrieved the hand sledge and splitting wedge Billy had.