You call yourself a smart man, but I'm starting to doubt that." Thanks for the support, Leroy. We both have name crosses to bear." When his parents fr...wned, Mac gave them a small smile. "I'm teasing. The name MacKai is a pretty cool, just don't call me 'kay' or Mac-Kay. It's MacKai. It's a Scottish name, son of the earth, keeper of the keys. What else, Pop?" The literal translation is beautiful son. Jethro, we tried so hard to have a child and when this one was born, he had those big green. My name's Sam Vernel. I need to talk about something. Call it an entry #1, an introduction, whatever. I live in what I think is my mom's house, but I'm not quite sure. Any pictures you would expect to be there are missing, any notebooks you would think I had aren't there. It feels like any evidence someone grew up here vanished. This would be a nonissue, if it weren't for the fact I cannot remember anything about myself except my name.I'm feeling very frustrated. Over the last few days, I've. I undressed down to my bra and panties. I reached for his clothes.“I kin do it.” He kept avoiding eye contact, but his face was red. He pulled off his t-shirt and unzipped his pants. He wore underpants so stained, there wasn’t a patch of white left on them. “Y-you gonna get naked?”I grinned past him. The man with cooling noodles had pulled out his cock and was slowly wanking. He eyes stared blankly.“Yes, Arnie.” I sat down and unhitched my bra. I let it fall to the grimy floor.“You real pretty,. She was also a good looker; hailing from north India she has light weathish brown skin with sharp facial features. Latika never bothered about her dressing and some times she would wear transparent cotton salwar kameeze with out a camisole. You could see her flowery lacey bra and some times even her brown nipples if the light was shining hard on her chest. Same was the case with her panty lines as well. No one noticed it but day by day working late I noticed that Latika cared less about her.