The image was burned into his memory and everything seemed to shift to slow motion for a moment. It was one of those moments of clarity in your life t...hat is as permanent as initials carved in an oak. The naked woman with the bloody face rushed past him. She was covered in dirt and blood and looked like a wild woman. Her short brown hair was sticking out from her head and her full bare breasts with hard nipples bounced as she ran like that actress in that movie '10'. Bill could even see where. . Aur bhi honge Me- shant baba shant.. Lado mat.. Wo to socha tum kaam mai busy hogi to… Aur time he kitna hua hai…Her- kitna hua hai? Haa parso he to tumne meri li thi na? Bhadwe 8 din ho gaye hai.. Yha merese 2 din nahi ruka jata terese chude bina kutte..Me- hain? Aray haa… Itna ho gaya….*isse phele mai kuch karta wo meri belt aur jeans khol k lund pakad k dekhne lagi…Me-aray lagal kya kar rahi hai traffic k beech hai.. Log hai.. Hatja marwayegi…*dhere dhere uske garam honth mere lund ko. I reached between us and took her hands in mine. She realized her nerves and took a moment to compose herself. The motion made her think I was stopping her. But my fingers moved from hers and found my shirt. I clutched the buttoned part of my fabric and gripped the material until my knuckles turned white. In one swift hero pull, I ripped the cloth open. The last buttons popped, collided against her apron and tumbled to the kitchen floor. Janus’ hands reached ahead to feel the now bare skin over. Baker pulled out of our kiss and stepped back a little. "Now, Miah, since you are still a virgin, I assume you have never been shown how to please a man. If you like, Mr. Brown and I would be happy to show you what to do first," he said as he let his hands roam my body. "I would love to see that," I said after letting out a moan. Mr. Baker let me go and I plopped lightly onto Mr. Brown's lap. From the feel of it, he was slightly smaller then Mr. Brown, but at the time I didn't really care. I.