Maine bola acha asa kya acha lag gaya aap ko mujhe mai to mandira boli ki abi to socha hai pata nahi tum kitne ache ho ye to tum ko sabit karna hai fi... vo boly ki vese aap ka sample mujhe pasand hai pass karne k liye mujhe sing karne hai or sing karne k liye mujhe mera pen nahi mil raha maine bola koi nahi mere pass hai mai de deta hu or maine apni paint ki pocket mai hath dala pen nikalne k liye to vo boli please eshan mai khud nikal lu maine bola matlab us ne bola kuch nahi or vo mere pass. "I really don't know what has gotten into you the past few days,Charles," my father said, shaking his head. "However, your behaviortonight went beyond the pale."Fucking Christ on a cracker! What the hell had Charlene done now?"I'm sorry," I said, putting as much conviction into the two words as Icould. Which wasn't all that impossible. I did feel bad about whatevershit Charlene had done. You know, since I had a partial share in theblame that led to our swapping lives."You're sorry?" Dad asked,. Emily had telephoned her friend Catherine Phillipson to tell her about the wonderful sex she was getting from her twenty-two-year-old chauffeur and to suggest that Catherine might like to join her and Adam for an afternoon of sexual adventures. Catherine, like Emily, was equally happy having sex with males or females so she not surprisingly thought it a wonderful idea.Sometimes the sessions that Emily had with Catherine involved the sixty-year-old Catherine applying a riding crop to Emily's. 20am. Suzy retreated to the bedroom with Lorraine to take the call. After a few minutes I shuffled up to the bedroom door and listened intently. The caller was getting a treat. He was told there were two girls for the price of one and he could chat to both. He must have been in heaven, asking them to get a lesbian thing going. I could hear the gasps and heavy breathing going on as he was told in graphic detail what both pussies looked like and tasted like. Fuck, I was busting a nut listening.