Subha uthi to sab k sath nashta kia mera mood nahi tha k main collage jaoon to main nay chooti kar li masi b nahi ae hoe thi kam b tha to main nay chu...i kar li or ghar ki dasting ki zumaydari lay kar ammi or bhen ko rukh sath kia or bhae nay kaha k wo ajj ghar per he rukay ga kue k main jo akeli thiammi nay kaha sahi hay or kahen jana nahi or wo log chalay gay phir main dusting main lag gae 4 kmaray thay or main thi main nay dusting ki phelauy kamray ki to mujh ko idea aya k main koe baray. (And Daddy kind of laughed pretty hard when I tried to hintabout it too last Friday when eating out.) But that was kind of what led to all that other stuff about friends too.Because, she said, the best person and best man she ever knew wanted awarm study full of books, a little garden to dig in, and a glass of nicewine a few times a week; and that having many houses with lots of roomsand large grounds and wine cellars meant he couldn't have any of thosethree things. And I guess that was Lisa. When she still hesitated I gave her a grin. "Hey, what can it hurt?" I said in my most winning fashion.Still doubtful, she picked up her phone and pushed two buttons. "Elaine?" she said into it. "It's Karen, in the front. Look, there's a man here, he says his name is Contain—" Costain," I repeated loudly. "Larry Costain." Larry Costain," she corrected into the phone. She spelled it, looking at me for confirmation; I nodded. "He's very insistent that the Senator will want to see him. Can you—". Dan walks out of the kitchen and to the closet where he keeps his tools for roasting over an open fire, fire wood, fire starters and a spit. He trots back into the kitchen with his supplies and tells Sunny to get on her hands and knees. Sunny does so. I have to fuck her ass before I can roast her, Dan thought to himself. He climbs back onto the kitchen counter and positions himself behind her ass."I'm going to fuck your ass, Sunny. If you scream there will be consequences." Dan places the head.