Ab maine maa ko kandho ko pakad kar pith ke bal lita diya or khud bhi maa ke upper let kar kiss karne laga to maa ne aankhe band kar li.kuch der kiss ...karne ke baad maine maa ke kamij ko upper khich kar nikal diya,maa neNiche kuch nahi pahne hua tha or maa ke bade bade boobs mere saamne aa gaye the or maine unhe apne hatho me kas liya maa ke boobs bade or sakhat the jin par gulabi nippal chamak rahe the ab maa ke boobs ko muh me le kar chusne laga to maa ki aah nikal gayi or unka haath mere. ?I put my hand under her chin and lift her head to look at me. ?Well,? I say, ?I hope you’ve got me down as your owner.? She returns my smile. All the same, I find it hard to credit what Jenny has just told me. For goodness sake, there can’t be 836 million slaves, can there? This one remark speaks volumes for the fissure which seems to have opened up between us. If this ?fissure? was something at work, I would walk right up to the edge and peer in, trying to understand what it was and how it. "He wants to be."Good Tom held a finger in the air. He nodded."Good news, no active infection, although you should come in next monthand get checked. Every ten days if you're working a sex-worker's ID." What's that?" Something you should consider. Have you had your PPV shots? AIDs?Hepatitis?" Yes. Um. No. Not in this body. I don't know." Jas tried to wake thePrincess."You're getting shots now." The doctor applied more vax patches.*What?* The princess stirred. *He's here? I'm out.**Wait. Have. The thing is, I have no idea how they managed to make it look just like beef-a-roni. By the time five o’clock rolled around, Darren and I managed to clear out all the messages and made our way to the ‘office’ to put our equipment away. In the close quarters of the room I couldn’t decide what reeked worse, the clothes I had on or the ones that I soiled in Whipschmears’s office. Well, I guess I did have virtually every type of human excretion on me somewhere. Actually I may have had them all.