He did have actual research to undertake after all.He went to work. He was working on Coleridges, Rhyme and while he worked on school stuff he was all...wed to work as a man. And he did, and he enjoyed it. He wore fashionable primitive, Columbia, Patagonia, REI, shit like that when he went to school. Very cliché in a way, but endearingly sentimental at the same time. She liked it and made sure he never crossed the line to the lower halves of fashion. The shoes always ensured a good standing. He. He was really testing my faithfulness as a slave. It had been ten days since I’d experienced even a mini orgasm and I thought I was going to climb the walls if I had to wait much longer. I unlocked the front door, wishing the key also fit the chastity belt, for a second or two. I chuckled at the thought that Master would probably play such a wicked and tortuous trick on me to realize that I held the key to my own ultimate sexual self-satisfaction the entire time he was away! He definitely was. " My hear sank. "However, if you're not home by 11:00PM I'm going to send the state police after you." I was soaring high abovethe clouds as I embraced her in my arms yet again and told her she was the"best" Mom in the universe!At that point I reasoned that I was again in need of cleaning. I bade mymother farewell as I made my way upstairs to prepare myself for theevening ahead. Next thing I knew, I was in the shower with watercascadinng down all around me I felt so refreshed, I worried for a. Mera dimag kharab to tab hua jb unhone humare gher se shift kr lia mene socha ki ab to moka kbhi nhi milega lekin asa nhi hua kuki unhone humare area k pass hi shift kia tha or wo mere gher mom se batchit krne ati rehti thi.Ek din bhaiya ka call aya mere gher me or unhone papa se bola ki mjhe gao jana h kyuki unke chacha ki death ho gyi h or kha ki bhabhi gher me akeli h or kha ki zara aplog dhyan rakhna.Bhabhi subh humare ghar aai or din ka khana bhi humare gher me hi khaya fir shamko jb jane.