I could hear George, Dan, Cecile, and Carol hollering their selections, too. The first thing we did was our now near perfect rendition of the “Rolle... Skate” song for George. I played the piano for that one while the girls did the rhythm. Then we started through a lot of the songs that we played on the bus, but this time we switched back forth, with Delta and Trish playing the piano as much as I did. After about two hours, coach said it was getting late. I told him I would play us a lullaby to. “Ruko ab ja kaha rahen hain tum log. Tum dono ki chudai main 30 mins se dekh rahi hun. Par daro mat main kisi ko kuch nahi bataungi agar…”Maine phuchha “agar kya?” “Agar tumdono kal pura din mere ghar mein mere saath bitao”. Mujhe kuchh samajh nahi aaya. Kamna ne tab bolna start kiya ” Aditi please chor do. Agar ghar mein pata chala to papa maar denge. Please ”Aditi ne kaha ” choice tumhare haath mein hai, kal usko le kar din bhar ke liye aa jana warna I can’t help aur han shave karke aana” ye. Well my name is Kitten.”Caller: “Kitten? Seriously? Are you some kind of part time porn star or pole dancer?”Operator: “I’m sorry???”Caller: “Scratch that…I apologize. I’m just extremely stressed right now, Kitten. Please forgive me. I hope you’ll understand, I haven’t the slightest idea how to cook a meal, and I’ve been left to prepare this massive Christmas feast all on my lonesome!”Operator: “Sam, I want you to take a breath. Now tell me what you have there and how you want to. I climb into the bath and lay flat on the bottom as ordered. My Master looks at me and says,again, "You are my Good Boy - now you are my Piss Boy". "Yes Master" I reply. "Piss on yourself" he orders. I lay in the bath and hold my dick and concentrate - my bladder feels full of the water we drank at dinner earlier and I feel the piss starting to move towards my limp cock. I shoot a small squirt out that lands below my tummy. My Master leans forward and says "Do more" and at the same time touches.