John (my brother) arrived early, as usual, he needed no excuse to make love to me. He sat in one of the lounge chairs next to me. His prick was alread... up, he didn't have to touch it to bring it to attention. Just as he settled in, Justin (an intimate player of mine)arrived and did the same thing, he needed a little more rubbing to get started but it was great to watch. One by one, the other two arrived, first Eric (another intimate player) and then Jeff (my cousin); these two had been with me. I was reading the papers in my parlor, sitting on my mattress, when rita walked in with a broom in her hand. She bent down, pulling her sari to the knees and started sweeping the floor. Her hitched up sari offered a tantalizing glimpse of her feet and i noticed she had silver kankans on her ankles. She passed quite near me with her broom and as our eyes met she broke into a unabashed smile; she was indifferent to the fact that her legs were showing. She asked me to get up from my mattress so. Still, even though I didn't want or need a gun, I had to admit that I was a minority of one. All my professional colleagues carried them and had no problem with the idea. Gail Adams had even tried to talk shop with me on the subject. I had to admit that I could see situations where it would be better to stand off and blast away rather than close with someone, or something, that presented a clear danger. I decided that I should practice some with the throwing-stars as a way to give myself the. " and then she was gone.--------------------------------------------The next morning i awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon, one of the odors passed down from god herself as a sweet luxury to all. I got dressed as fast as i could and headed downstairs and started vaccuming in all of my food. My sister was sitting across from me, staring at my eating habits with a kind of disgusted look on her face. She then turned to mom and asked if i could take her to the competition early so she can do.