One day at school some older black boys called me over. One of them asked me about the "car wash" service we were running at our house."My uncle's a b...ddy of Bones Jackson, and he told me your place has the best service in town," he said, and the two other boys collapsed in peals of laughter.Worse was to come. A couple of weeks later, when Mr Jackson arrived at our house, the same three boys who had teased me at school were with him. My heart sank when I saw them. They were giggling with. We need half payment now and half payment when we complete the job. And we prefer cash." Mark stated his demand."What are you talking about? My husband told me we'd pay you when you complete the job! I don't have that much cash to pay you!" Sarah could not believe what was happening."Then I'm sorry, we won't be moving a single box until we get our cash." Mark started toward the door."Wait! You can't do this to us! Can't we work something out? Perhaps you can wait here and start moving while I. It was raining, but I was in front of the building when the limo arrived. Nakamura stepped out with an umbrella, smiling, and opened the door for me. "Good morning, Kaiba-san."I had to smile back. "Good morning, Nakamura. Thank you."Mokuba was actually chipper. "Morning big bro! I got coffee and muffins!" He handed the goods to me. "We can have a real breakfast when we get there." Thank you, brother. This will be sufficient." I tapped on the glass partition."Yes sir?" Nakamura asked through the. (where is your mom) I got shivered seeing him. He held my nose and squeezing. Comon you dirty pig. Lick my dick till your mom comes. I fell on his feet and requested me not to torture. Baba Khan laughed biggerly. He held my nose and started twisting round. My nose was paining. He punched on my stomach. I cried. Babakhan laughed. He gave another big punch on back. Vayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyo,, vaddu maharaja memu nee banisalam maharaja, ani edustunna. Nannu kinda kurchobettin na shoulders.