”“Too late. Everybody knows about quickies.”“Then when they accuse us, we will be righteously indignant,” I laughed. “Or we could be naked... when Brindy and Mila get home...”“I fear that I would be taken advantage of,” he said.“No more than is good for us.”I was back home working in the kitchen when Brindy and Mila walked in.“Arroz con pollo,” I said.“Chicken Jambalaya,” Brindy countered.“No, it is truly arroz con pollo,” Mila asserted. “We outnumber you.”“Dave will say jambalaya,” Brindy. After the examination was over, I casually asked her how was the exam, and she replied that it was ok. By the day the exams were over, we became friends, more so because we both were from Thane. She told me that she is a Bengali and unmarried. She was a very talkative nature and had a very good way of talking and was intelligent, since she was born and brought up in bangalore and convent educated. She was also working at the same time and was financially independent. We used to go to. A couple of years in the plumbing business was enough. It alone was reason to leave. Jeff skipped town deciding California was for him. Although he had an old 1986 Mustang that was given to him by his granddaddy, he had saved very little money. California was a long way from South Carolina with empty pockets. So on his trip west, Jeff stopped in towns along the way, picking up odd jobs as a handyman. Whether he had experience with a job or not, Jeff said he could handle it. Most were simple. The tight top clearlyshowed his pierced tits. Big steel rings, heavy and obvious through the thinfabric, hung down from his nipples. And the other set, bigger still, hung downfrom behind his nipples, the rings deeply embedded through his chest muscles.Another steel ring was at his belly button, and a pair in his ears. And one atthe tip of his tongue, big enough to interfere with his speech. It made himlisp, and Slater liked that. The more sub and femme he was, the more Slaterliked it, so even.
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