I still stop by and talk with him sometimes, and he feeds me, gives me some clothes or a little money. It makes him feel good to help me. I know, beca...use he told me that it did. I feel good when I help other people too.How do I get so many friends? It isn't all one way. I help people out, and they remember me, and help me out back. One lady, I tripped the punk who had just snatched her purse, and it went flying. I got to it first, and just then a cop drove by, and he faded. I took it back to. I just used to follow my friend’s statement. So it’s not possible for me now. And now thinking I would have withdrawn my 5 lakh and invested in over my store.He was sad but I was very happy. He was not acting like an owner and suddenly changed as a friend. (He might be acting to get my help too)Me: I will help you over that if you wantKiran: You? What if it goes wrong. It will be my money naI dint talk a single word for 2 minutes and got busy in surfing something in my mobile. We reached the. You will address all my friends as ma’am and sir. From now on you are called Tommy instead of Tom. Are you willing to do as I ask, Tommy?” “Yes, Mistress!” I replied. “Good. Now, you must understand that I own you sexually. You are not allowed sex without my permission. Tommy, do you know what blue balls are?” “Yes mistress, I do.” I answered. “I’ll bet you have them now don’t you boy? Tell Mistress Shelly the truth!” “Yes ma’am…” I sheepishly admitted. Shelly stood up and gestured for me to do. He ran into a very attractive thirty something woman in the bar, who seemed to take a liking to him. She said her name was Susan Morris.He had just put away his first drink of the day when he heard someone say, “You look like a man on a mission. May I join you?”Allen said, “I had a mission one time, but i was a total failure. I couldn’t keep her happy. You know, when you have a wife whose only ambition is to be a famous business woman and not care who she has to fuck or step on to get there,.