”“I don’t understand this,” said Mr. Duchose. “I thoughtyou could get me anything I wanted.”“Not quite,̶...; said Beals, with what seemed to be the hintof a sly grin.“Well, how about a girl? Not one for sex, at least notjust for sex. Beals, can you get me a girl I can spank.I mean, I know it may seem odd, but that happens to bewhat interests me, and, well, that’s what I want. Makeher about 18, in a little school-girl uniform, withwhite. It seemed she got into some serious trouble. I rushed towards the backyard and saw the stunning scene ! My Mother was half climbed in a guava tree and fire spread all around its root area. She was not finding any way to come out. So, shouting for help. She was wearing a saree and its anchal (pallu) dropped down in fire and was burning vigorously. The fire was running up towards her body ! She was terribly scared and shouted seeing me, “Raju, taratarhi aay !” which in Bengali means, “Raju, come. I quickly moved in to help her, I knew in less than a minute we will reach out floor and the door would open and it would come off on its own. I went close to her, right behind her and was trying to get the sarees end. My dick was making contact with her butts. I was sure she could feel it. As I was trying to pull the saree out, the upper arms of mine were pressing against her boobs, but that all natural, at least seemed so. I managed to get the sarees end out before we reached our floor. A. I went there with my child and was also thinking about an opportunity but when I went there I not only met her but her in-laws too. So, I had coffee and returned. I saw a radiant happiness in her face when she said good bye. I could not able to do more eye contact because of her in laws. I used to send her SMS’s every day mostly polite jokes but some times ticklers like –‘Someone asked me your address I told that person ‘go follow theses ants’ that person asked me ‘y that?’ I replied ‘my friend.