" "What do you do on the weekends?" He leaned back in his seat.***19:23 13 Dec "Jeez, finally," I said as they slid the dishes in front of us... "Ithought I was gonna starve to death." Travis told the guy thanks, which I sort of tried to echo,realizing I'd been rude. Then Travis mentioned, "You had a salad." "I know," I sighed, "but it's not manicotti, you know?" "Or eggplant," he pointed out. I made a face. "Thank God." "Hey, have you ever tried it?" "Uhm..." . Anyone familiar with the city knows the living conditions that prevail in the city even till this day. An average family in a city like Mumbai with a moderate income lived in a single room shacks. Anyway, I was accorded a warm welcome and had to adjust to the living conditions there. I guess I did not have difficulty adjusting because I loved living freely without any reservations. The unique part was getting used to the nudity and bathing with two or sometimes three people at a time in a tiny. Wendy went to ask, but I cut her off, telling her that our new guest was, indeed, the paragon of 'family values'. Evelyn was in a crouch, in profile to us. She was licking Tony's cock-head, deftly stroking his thick shaft with one hand, and fondling his balls with the other. "Look what I can do!" she proclaimed proudly, reminding me of Stuart on 'MAD T.V.' To our utter amazement, she then swallowed Tony's gigantic cock, right down the pubic bone. I almost fainted. Wendy managed. Angie was placed in a cell with a cot, a desk, and a toilet, where she sat…quietly sobbing….just waiting to see what crazy, fucked up shit was going to happen next.She didn’t have to wait long….two days later, the walking guard who managed the cell block where Angie was being held, stopped in front of her cell and, through the bars, told Angie that her mother had registered for a visit the next day. Angie had a moment of elation and anticipation….finally getting to see a friendly face after all.