.We reached home and I started watching a movie on Cable, she came and sat next to me and started talking to me and asking about my friends and girlfr...ends, I told her I have some good friends in that even girls also, but she again asked about girls if I am in love with any girl I sad NO.. The she is silent for some time I noticed that she is in sorrow, I asked her what happened she said, about my uncle he is having some problems and she is worried about it and stared crying, I stared to. I offered her a purpose in life. Instead of working the world’s oldest profession, she could make an honest living. In exchange for a place to stay and three square meals a day, she would work for me. As the groundskeeper of my vast estate in the city of Brockton’s opulent west side. The second worker is Elisabeth Beck, a tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, skinny white chick in her twenties who fits the blonde bimbo stereotype to a T. When I met her, she was a college dropout trying to survive. Muje meri story ke liye bahot sare mail Aaye khas kar gujrati femal ke jyada mail Aaye our unmese kai femal ne kaha ki yaar hum guju hai to gujrati me story kahona to dosto un sab femal friend ke liye me Aapni story gujarati me likh raha hu, Dosto vese to Aap muje jante hi he mera nam Sunil Patel from SURAT our mera mail edress he Aab age ki story gujarati ma Dosto mari mami nu nam che Sarada ye khub sundar ane bharav dar bandha vadi Stri che teni umar mara karta 5 year moti che teni figar. Dressing me up in their bra's, panties, short skirts and putting on makeup. that is why i would leave the house to find other boys to p;ay with. Back to the shed down the alley. I did not see anyone go in the shed, so i went up and opened the door. It had a couch and some chairs in 1 room and pictures of naked men and women on the walls. The other room had an open door and i could not see in it. I set in a chair and noticed some gay magisines on a table and opened one up. I had never seen so.