B uzar name is ah2221N0w story par ata ho meri chache(naseem) jo meri rakhel bn chuki the jis k bo0bs ka size 36 or rang sawla tha uuufff me fida tha ...os par ik din me ny nasem ko bola k me rat ko tmhari or chacho ki chudai dekhni ha Naseem: ku dekhni ha os ka lund chota ha tuj sy mjye to maza b ni ata Me: par mjye dekhna chacha kesye chodatye ha tjye wo man gae or rat ko 10pm mjye bola k tm chat sy a jana ahesta ahesta or me rat 10pm os k ghr apni chaht sy chla gaya li8 of the to nasem k. Good." She sighed again and it was a relaxed happy sound, and it gave him a warm feeling.He wanted desperately to put his arm round her and tell her his feelings for her, but there was something stopping him and he didn't know what it was. He felt it strange for he was never one to be reticent. People, both at work and socially, knew he spoke his mind but somehow he felt scared to do that now.Perhaps, he thought, he was afraid of being rejected by Claire of all women; perhaps afraid of ruining. Evil Computer Voice: “Not yet, slave!”Jimmy looked up in confusion.Evil Computer Voice: “Standard attire for slaves at meals is running shorts and slave collar. As you no longer have running shorts, you will go to breakfast naked, unless Mark wants to present you in a different way.”“Sir, would it be acceptable to present the slave in collar, wrist cuffs and leash? Leash attached to the front of the collar, wrist cuffs attached to the back.”Evil Computer Voice: “This would please me. Make it. * Saturday had arrived and the day was starting to get late. Kat was in her dorm room moving around nervously. Her attention shifting from out her window to the clock. She was waiting impatiently for a message she hoped would bring good news. Soon it vibrated and Kat practically jumped on it to answer. She bit her lip and nervously opened the message. Relief ran over her like a wave as she read: “I'll do it, be there soon.” Time slowed down for me however, Saturday couldn't come quickly.