Mein humesa se thora shararti tha so mein hamesa priya to tng karte rehta, humesa uski tang keechta rehta or usko koi baat bol k tang karte rehta. Ek ...din isi tarah majak mein maine use bol diya k priya tera kitna chota h uska dekh kitna bada h mere baat sun kar priya muskurane lagi or mujhe marne ko mere peeche bhaage. Mein bhaagte bhagtee chaat pe pahuch gaya or mere peeche peeche wo v chat pe aa gayi or mujhse boliPriya: kya bol rahe the tum. Kya chota h meraMe: are kuch nahi mein to bus isi. This time she was facing me, her eyes closed and her mouth moaning a tiny little bit. She didn't notice me until around a second after I got in. Her eyes got wide and she looked at me. "P-P-Paul? Why did you just walk in?" I looked away, shit, I thought. "Cassidy I am so sorry! I didn't know you were-" I felt a soft hand touch my abdomen. "Wow you really have a nice body." I thought I heard her say, but I turned around, only to find her sitting down with covers on her body. Did I just imagine. She always does the make-up. I feel like royalty when my face is fixed. Not that I shall look anything like royalty unless of course it's Queen Harlot. Eyebrows tinted a darker shade, thick and smudged. Black lashes, heavy, to hide the eyes of a sinner. Lips, pink gloss, a not so delicate shade.Finally a septum ring in my nose. My eyes water as it pinches soft tissue.I know what happens when I get a hard slap on my arse. It’s time to kneel on the bed. ‘Click’, ‘click’. Like a cheap lingerie. “I thought you said you were here alone,” the figure snarled over his shoulder.“I wasn’t lying, I didn’t think the boss was coming in today,” Ricky said shakily, pain evident in his voice.“What the hell do you want?” I asked, convinced that this was a misguided robbery attempt. “We don’t keep cash here. The stock for the store is held there. Anything we make here is shipped out as soon as we complete them.”Ricky added, “Bob’s telling you the truth, there are only the rifle and the shotgun that.