One of them was a couple in their early thirties named Vishwa and Meena. I used to call them Vishwa uncle and Meena aunty. She was a simple lady with ...ood figure, a big ass and piercing eyes.They used to frequent our house regularly and we also used to go to their house very often. She used to be very friendly with me and talk regularly. As matter of fact of that age I used to fantasize about her very often. Then one day the opportunity came.Vishwa uncle got transferred and had to go to Agra.. It was a pack of playing cards that was given to them on this night. Who knew that these cards would change Dab's lifeHe and his roommate looked at them and an idea flashed into Trae's mind instantly, he remembered when he was at home he used to play cards with his with his older brothers but they both would dare the loser which was always him to do stuff like throw water on his mother, flash his dick to the neighbours, doing their chores and stuff like that, stuff that would get him in. Never give me work in the morning. Always wait until 4:00 and then bring it to me. The challenge of a deadline is refreshing.2. If it’s really a rush job, run in and interrupt me every 10 minutes to inquire about how it’s going. That helps. Even better, hover behind me and advise me at every keystroke.3. Always leave without telling anyone where you’re going. It gives me a chance to be creative when someone asks where you are.4. If you give me more than one job to do, don’t tell me which is. Having met girls before you remember some with strong perfumes, but this one reeks of sour urine, manure, and a heady scent of female juices marking her gender.As I raise my head higher, catching the heady scent, the upper lip curls inside out, a frantic try to capture a smell, bring on the decided thought of it is due time to breed.Dropping my head in sudden embarrassment, a lapse of past memories forces one to consider his new and strange actions I had displayed. Just then, that well enjoyed.