Maile ho jayenge warna.Maa ke jaate hi main kitchen se papa ko dekhne lagi. Woh maa ke kamre mein ghuste hi kitchen ko dekhe aur mujhe unhe dekhte hue...pakde. Main unhe bhawro ko ishare de rahi thi aur woh sar hila kar nahi ka ishare mein jawaab de rahe the. Main wapas chai banane ke kaam mein lag gayi.Kuch minute baad maa kapde badal kar aayi aur boli: Cheeni daali?Main: Nahi, mujhe nahi pata aap kitna daalte ho.Maa: Hmmm… chai banaana to kamse kam seekh lo. Ab jao tum main chai banne ke baad. The devil had obviously put some kind of "spell" on him to make him rational. "Why should I trust you?" he queried."Because, Alex, I can give you food better then you have ever tasted. In your new life, you can eat as much of it as you want, and never get fat. You will be popular, and still keep your pride and joy: food." Heh, you truly think I would trust the devil? How stupid do you believe me to be? I know who you are... In Christ's name lea...." At this point Alex felt a rush of energy in. Not the same one on the wall today of course, but none the less..it was a big screen. And his big cock was on it. He was watching it, watching him stroke himself. Then he changed the channel. I was slowly rubbing my slit with one hand.. the other on the remote. I really really liked this. Mr. Waters started watching another channel. It was a video of him getting a blowjob. What a hot thing to watch. This big cock being stroked while he watched himself get a blow job. Fuck. I was fingering. "You're right I have heard of the products they make. I didn't realize they were headquartered in Memphis." They have been in Memphis for over two hundred years. When we moved to Memphis, Dad enrolled me in the best private school in the city. My parents were disappointed that I decided to study accounting at North-Central State University in East Lansing instead of going to Harvard like my Father. He was even more disappointed when I went to work for a computer company instead of being the.