He saw from the look in her eyes that she would do anything he asked if only to shorten her sentence. He smiled again as she bent down and joined in ...he action. Blindfolded and gagged on the mattress, the blonde he had nicknamed pony girl could do nothing but struggle futilely and shake her head violently. Neither the china doll or the party girl listened to her muted protests and pleading, each took hold of a full, bare breast and began sucking as hard as they could. Party girl massaged. There was a Confederate flag blowing high up on a flag pole outside and what I guessed was the state flag right next to it and a little lower. A few people were coming in and out and they gave me some looks, white people of course, and I hadn't seen too many black faces at all. Arizona wasn't a big slave owning state anyway, except maybe down in Phoenix or something, where there were factories and such where a nigger could be put to good use. A small town like Winslow probably didn't have but a. This has been enough excitement for the day. I can’t see myself actually talking to this girl and making any sense. I need to get to a place that isn’t so crowded so I can bury my head in my hands and retreat into self pity with some chocolate. One day I’ll work up the nerve to really talk to a girl. Today is not that day. I hurry out the cafe door and vow to never return. A solemn promise to myself. I turn into the side alley and walk toward my car.“Hi, I’m May.” I heard a voice say behind me.. Guys that was a wonderful touch . The waist was as smooth as feather and was pressing it intentionally and she noticed it and smiled backMe : sorry latha it was by mistakeLa : it’s ok , no problemAgain a speed breaker cane and I put my hands on her waist this time a bit inside her saree and felt her belly as if I won’t be getting this chance againMe : sorry sorryLa : it’s ok , actually I don’t how to drive properly that’s why a bit rashMe : ohh you want me to teach youLa : when ?Me : now only.