"Uh, guys, I'm not really ready for visitors. If I'd known, I'd have straightened up. It's kind of a mess."Mike answered for us all. "Meg, you're talk...ng to men here. 'Straighten up' -- what's that, Russian? I don't recognize the words."She shrugged and unlatched, leaving us in her wake as she moved in for some quick housekeeping. Hell, Mike was right. No pizza crusts or Thai cartons, no beer cans or underwear on the TV -- it was Martha fucking Stewart compared to a typical bachelor pad. After. “No ... but, some things have happened that I’ve just become aware of.”“What kind of things?” I asked, my gut tightening in anticipation.“I’ve been contacted about a recording contract, and I’ve also been approached by a business manager for artists. He wants to take me on as a client.”“Wow! Your fame has spread farther than we thought.”“It surprised me a lot too,” she said. “I’m meeting this man in San Francisco during the spring break to find out just what he has in mind.”“Who is he? Have you. Minu: Vinay ab gand tumhara lund lene ke liye tiayaar hai. Bardast nahi hota. Ab chod do meri gand ko. Faad do meri gand.Unse position banayi aur mere uper aake apni lund ko mere gand ke ched ke pass rakha. Dhakka lagaya par lund ander nahi gayi. Phir se usne meri gand mein nishana lagaya aur apne lund ko daga per phir se lund fisal ke bahar chala gaya. Maine dekha to laga ki lund thoda dheela ho gaya hai, isliye sahi se ja nahi pa raha hai. Phir maine uske lund ko apne najuk hathon se pakda. It was a large room with a white vanity table, white chair, and several ornate mirrors. "Relax" see said. "It'll be fun, you will see". "Hang your cloth here and put this robe on. I'll be right back". I took the silk robe from her hand and she was gone. What was I doing? Was I really going to strip and put on this very feminine silk robe? I thought for a moment. I loved my sister. Would this make her happy? Would this make her day better? Yes was the answer. I'll to it, I thought as I began to.