" I dare not write to his majesty." I do not ask you to write to his majesty, but ask M. de Salvieux to do so. I want a letter that will enable me to ...each the king's presence without all the formalities of demanding an audience; that would occasion a loss of precious time." But address yourself to the keeper of the seals; he has the right of entry at the Tuileries, and can procure you audience at any hour of the day or night." Doubtless; but there is no occasion to divide the honors of my. It was a short 3 days programme between 10 am to 6 PM. In the mornings my Dad dropped me off to the class as he had a meeting that side, but on the way back I was to take the BEST for very first time in my life. As I come from a strict and conservative family, I never traveled by local transport before but my mom insisted that I learn traveling via the local transports as I may have to use it for college. Anyway, now to the story.I was very tired after series of mental and physical exercises. I peeked into her bedroom just in time to see my naked mother walk across the room and into her bathroom. With the bathroom door open I hear her start the shower. In a moment of bravery I decided I wanted to see more. So I quietly walked into her bedroom. I walked over to the bathroom door. I lean forward just a bit to see my mother in the shower through the mirror. Watching her soap herself was really fun to watch but the mirror and shower door were getting too foggy to get a good view. . Kiss me good, baby. Then we’ll dump that black whore, and find some new dark-skinned sluts to fuck with. Someone different this time. Not another black bitch. How ‘bout a cute little Filipina girl, or maybe a Mexican chick with nice big tits! We’ll bring ‘em back here, and deal out some serious punishment and pain. I just love it when they scream and holler! Then we’ll kill ‘em just like Stacey. Nice and slow. They deserve it. There’s too many of them around here anyway. They’re everywhere!.