‘No, that’s not my phone,’ she said. She coughed. Beside her, Arthur also coughed, followed by a huge yawn. ‘Oh, this is taking forever,’ Ar...hur said, irritably. For some reason, he could barely move his limbs. ‘What is going on?’ he said, the words slurring. ‘What the hell’s this?’ Sahirah said, slurring her words. She pulled out the gently hissing gas bottles and the hose, and tried picking up the device with leaden hands. She only managed to pull out the hose from the device, gas rushed into. Sara. We’re just hanging out.” She raises her eyebrows at me. She knows it’s more than what we are saying it is. But I don’t know if I do. I’m having strange feelings for him, and I don’t know what to do with them. “Ma, we’ll be ok.” I smile at him, but I notice he’s not smiling. He looks hurt and I rub his thigh under the table. I know Ms. Sara can be really hard on him. I can understand because he put her through so much. I really think this time he’s clean for good. He’s changed a lot and. Once she was done I licked her clean and put her panty back on. “Moot itna tasty hei kya?” She smirked. She knew I enjoyed serving her. I returned to my work with her piss still in mouth. When I am home I should not wear anything and I should be very clean. That’s nikita’s rule.Nikita is 29 year old and was my colleague. I am 25. Now we are living in together as she found out about my dirty side and she is really dominant. We are living together for 5 months now and she is becoming more. Upon the insistence of her husband, I had agreed to meet them.It feels like just yesterday. I remember her walking into the coffee shop, wearing a salwar and keeping pace with her husband who took confident strides towards my table.Once we sat down and introduced each other, she handed me her resume. She wasn’t young, relatively experienced. There was no need for a formal interview. I had sensed an aura of maturity around her and had hired her without a second thought. She didn’t disappoint. As.