My routine was to leave for work around 9 and come back home after dinner out at around 9 in the evening. I normally took off the last two days of the... week. One Friday, having finalized a large office space in one of the high rises, and having more to do, I returned home at around 2 for a quiet evening. As I was about to climb the stairs, I heard sounds from inside the ground floor flat, which seemed to be one in distress. Presuming the Jyothibehn must be in some sort of trouble I went to ring. One of the robbers saw me and swung his gun around to point in my direction, but I had recognized the situation as soon as I had stepped through the door. I pulled both my guns and shot the two bandits before either one could bring his gun to bear on me. Both were shot in the chest, so they both died within 30 seconds.The three bank men were very impressed by my shooting, but I kind of brushed it off. Both men were within 15 feet—I couldn't miss at that range! Anyway, they were all relieved,. She was wearing a black bra. My eyes got shining and she understand that. She covered her neck with some cloths and smiled. She didn’t say anything . Later I asked her why she kept a cloth there and she said nothing. I asked her to remove that. Its only me watching her. And it seems like she don’t trust me that’s y she covered it and bla bla.. She said not like that, she trust me , But she is shy that’s why she did so. I said I have seen it couple of time and now no need to cover it. She agreed. I hadn't cut one yet that morning, and now had two cups of coffee on top of it. Took nearly a minute. Returning to the recliner, I assumed the same position, spreading my hairy legs, then giving a light tossell to my low hanging nut sac. Staring Maurice square in the eyes, I simply mumbled, “suck my dick”. Maurice just stares at me, almost a hatred look, even though he had been there before. After just a few seconds, I repeated the command. “You want that jersey ? Suck my dick”. Maurice finally.