No television. No friends. No parents. No family. Just Steve Adams and Karin Andersson.“We’re two adults who need to figure out not only who we ar..., but who the other person is. You came here to tell me it was over. I think you believe that in your heart of hearts. I agree. It is. It ended in February. But what ended was a foolish High School romance that had no place to go except down the drain. It should have ended a long time ago and we both know it. It wasn’t even on life support. It lived. Fir apni jeeb uske anadar daali .Fir meine uski kamar ko utha k uske ass hole p chatne lag gya . Uske muhh se aaahhh ki lambhi si aawaaz nikli . Meine soch liya ki aaj kuch naya krte hai . Mein kaya k ass hole ko ache se chatne lag gya . Fi meine apni jeeb se uske hole ko ghuma ghuma k chata aur jeeb andar daali .Kaya pagal hue ja rhi thi . Meine apni ek ungli p thoda sa spit kiya aur uske andar daal di . Sayad kaya iske liye puri ready nh thi . Wo aah ki aawaj k saath thodi upar hui. Meine use. The traffic is terrible right now."The man shrugged and said, "Yes. I'll send for you when I'm done." Hepointed to me. "You, follow me."I followed him into a house such as I had never seen before. It was gorgeousand, I quickly learned, enormous. He finally opened a door and led me into ahuge bedroom. I stiffened and said, "I don't know what they told you I washere for, but-" Shut up. Take this, and look at the picture."He handed me a page that had apparently been torn out of a magazine. It hada. "So, I will send her a gift..." Mistress continues. "A human gift, for her pleasure, as a token of my affection, and my favor." Who can you trust for such a mission, Mistress?" Why you, my favored little toy!"I am overwhelmed that Mistress will send me on such an important mission!"Thank you, Mistress!" I gasp."You will paddle a surf board with your arms, naked, unarmed, vulnerable, to her beach..."My Mistress begins to lubricate, and as I continue to lick, she talks, and I listen."You will say.