"I don't know what to do." Well, that's a good point to start from, but is this general or specific?" I asked."Wise guy! No. When Willy was shot, I wa...ted to go out and kill off every one of those bastards, and figure out where they were from and destroy their whole island. Or whatever. You know, my wife was killed by a drunk nearly four years ago, and Willy's taken care of me since then. No, I don't mean like that. Then, when I saw her in the hospital — tubes running into her, pale as anything. .they tell me how grateful they are. I mean...why else would a guy like me waste his valuable time with a piece of worthless shit like you." He responded calmly with a tone of impatience. "Yes" was all I could muster under my breath. "Sorry...yes what?" He replied abruptly. "Yes...I want you." I said back a little louder. I leaned in to try and kiss his cock. "That's not good enough." He said as he pulled back. I felt tortured now, my hormones screaming for him. He could see my state as he. I always wanted to have sex because I was a virgin. I have a friend in neighbouring society and we are very close. I always go to his place to chill out. And let me tell you about my childhood fantasy that is his mom. Her name is Vinita Kaur. She is Punjabi woman and a proper milf.She has 2 kids. One is of my age and other is in 7th std. Her husband is a businessman and always he is in office. She has maintained herself by gymming and yoga. Her stats are 36-32-34. By seeing her, anyone will. “Thanks,” Xandra tells her, clearly a bit surprised.“Alright, you’re right, and I’m sorry about that. But you have to understand, this situation is pretty fucking terrifying. I tend to use hostile sarcasm as a defense mechanism, though I try to restrain myself.”“Huh.”“Huh...”Both women look to each other, lock eyes, then return to puzzling over something in their own minds.“...What’s up?” I ask them.“Well...” Emily begins.“It’s not the level of… self awareness...?” Xandra looks to Emily.Emily.