.Aapko achcha lagegaMami: (thode nakhre karne ke baad) thik hai, jaisi tumhari marjiIspe se mera 50% kaam ho gaya tha. . .Fir maine mami ko let jane k... kaha, to mami let gayi. . .Or mai pairo pe lagane ke liye oil leke aaya. . .Ab mai unke pairo ke pass baith gaya or mami ke nighty ko thoda upar kiya, or us hisse pai oil laga ke massage karne laga. . .Mami to apni aankhe band karke leti hui thi. . .Ab mai apni chal chlne laga or dhire-dhire apna haath massage kare ke bahane upar-upar sarkane. We care deeply for each other. John “keeps” me. He supports me financially and in return it is my pleasure to keep his sex life exciting, as well as entertaining any of his gentleman friends who drop over. It all began innocently enough, I suppose. I had just turned eighteen and had moved out from my family’s home to be on my own. To support myself I worked as a landscaper, as well as a house painter. I was able to support myself okay in this way, though it required that I budget. I rented. Mom stood way off in the doorway to the kitchen. She gave a feeble little wave. Barry, our older brother, as always, remained seated on the couch looking as he had all his life. Wearing his one expression-- the old _Barry sitting around with his shit-eating grin_ look. The man who could honestly state _All my life I've sat and ate shat_.Me? I was the busted-rubber baby.I looked around and thought _who are these people?_ It was just like being a child again--all those unanswered questions. Not. We were at a small villa with a pretty nice beach and water. Problem was we were the only ones there and except for a small store by the villa there was nothing else there. When we check in to our "hotel" we found out we were the only guests at this "five star resort". We only got 2 rooms simply because we figured that with parties etc. that we would shift sleep. The two rooms each had one double. What is worse the only other furniture in the room was a vanity. There was a community.