“Hey there, Asswipe,” I added. “If you’re planning on giving me more interference with my business here, then I’m gonna look up your mama, ...our wife, your daughters, and your sisters, and then I’m gonna take that pig-sticker of yours and cut ’em from their assholes, to their cunts, to their bellybuttons! That’ll be one bunch of nigger gals which won’t be breeding anymore ignoramuses like you!”I snatched up the pimp’s switchblade and dropped it along with the pistol into my jacket pockets. . It screeched as if it had not been opened for a long time. Needs oil, Jed thought. There were items within it; in a row. Flat things, it looked like, each separately wrapped inside a fitted cloth of some sort. Are the flat things cards? Jed wondered. Jed’s hands started to shake again as he contemplated pulling one of those cloth-encased, flat items out. He took a deep breath, wondering why he didn’t just leave; just put it down and leave! As his trembling fingers grasped a card, he could. At the same time, Mistress Jane Kessler thinking what an unbelievable set of coincidence that one of her very own pets happened to be the best friend of the sister of her newest addition. The lovely little miss big tits. Jenna. ‘You may go back now dear,’ said the kindly receptionist. ‘Miss Kessler is ready for you,’ she added. As I stood I gave her a friendly smile and thanked her. Then I headed down the hallway. A short carpeted hallway leading to a single door. The brass plaque that read M.. Not for tuition, we have some traditional festival at our house. My husband won’t be there as you know that he is on his office trip. Only I will be there as usual. Ok ???? I said, yes mam, sure. She always used to smile at me mischievously, why ?????? Because she had caught me checking her out many times. At least she didn’t complain to my parents that’s a great relief. But one thing she had already come to know that I was seeing her in a hot way. So, next day I went to her home at the.