“You realize that the punishment for such a crime is to have your cock cut from you?” he stated, frightening Ijah even more. Ijah was beginning to... realize that he could not continue his relationship with the boy, not at the risk of having his beautiful cock cut from his body, no boy or girl for that matter was worth such a price, now he could only hope to get out of this situation as soon as possible. It was regrettable because above all he had enjoyed the boy and he very much looked forward to. An ordinary enough girl clearly not fresh from the school room but quite ordinary, neither tall nor short ,ordinary brownish hair, red lips, her eyes were, well she had two of them, just an ordinary girl as required by mother’s specification.“Will you excuse me?” I asked of my victim, “I have this overwhelming desire to fornicate, will you accompany me behind the bushes so I might fuck you?”Her friends laughed, and tittered in complete embarrassment.“Oh my lord you are so forward,” my victim. Marlene had been out late with the girls from the Army camp, where she worked part-time. Most were married to soldiers posted to Afghanistan. I was working twelve hour nights, so didn’t mind, at least I’d had Christmas Day off, when the twins were home.I was low on petrol, having left my wallet in the bedroom.Marlene’d thrown her coat and handbag across the breakfast bar. The bag gaped open, revealing her purse. I never open her purse, I mean never, on pain of death, ever. We have joint. (haskar) Papa ji (boss) kahan hainme. factory gaye hainneera. thik hain apko tea ya coffee chahiye(hamari tea coffee boss ke ghr me hi bante hain)me. nahi abhi to coffee pee hainneera. ok to apko kuch chahiye ho **** no. apne room me hoon mujhe bata dename. thik hain waise iski jarurat padegi nahineera. dekh lena appmaine phone rakh diyaor socha ki isne apne room ka no. mujhe kyo diya ek baar to mun me aya ki kahin ye bhi to wohi nahi chahti jo main chahta hoon per fir socha nahi ye mere dimaag.