After attending several of the club's functions Max had observed many of his friends and members had female slaves serving them with pleasure and loya...lty for nothing more than than care, protection and support. The slaves were provided with a nice place to live and all their needs for services ranging from domestic duties to sexual service for their Master. After talking to several of the slave masters Max decided he wanted to own a slave of his own. He lived alone in a large modern home that. As he approached the car I popped the door locks so he could get in. We introduced ourselves and I was obviously hesitant and nervous acting, so he just flat out asked if I had ever picked up men at the library before. I told him I had never pick up a man before at all, and he just smiled. He suggested we go for a ride because the parking lot wasn't safe. It seems the library is a bit of a hangout and cops sometimes look for gays on the prowl in order to hassle them.We talked while I drove. Coming to the story, according to South Indians, Pongal is the main festival so it was Pongal time and in Pongal the first day is bhogi. In my town and specially in our street bhogi is celebrated so before day night of bhogi all the street members come together and will light a log of woods after midnight. Me too present there on that event after that i went to home. My house is of 3 story building in which ground floor is given to rent and rest two is used by us. Though it was too late night. I’ve got to stop thinking like this, he thought. ‘I’m soooo sorry! I really am!’ She giggled, her hand at her mouth still trying not to laugh. Looking at this adorable dripping creature on the floor that he could tell really wanted to burst with laughter, he couldn’t help himself any longer and laughed.’ Misty, I can’t remember the last time I laughed this hard. Thank you. ‘ Misty: ‘I really am sorry. This isn’t exactly what I had planned.’ She looked down at her shirt, and realized what he.