Ab mera birthday anew ala that oh do din pehle mujhe bole ki chandigarh mein meeting hai 2 nights ki tumhe sath chalna hoga mein chali gaiAgle din hum... chandigarh pahuch gye morning mein hum 3 star hotel mein ruke har br sir alag karma lete the is br unhone ik hi kamra liya aur mein sock ho gyi hum room mein gye sir bole fresh ho jao fir breakfast karte hai mein washroom mein gyi aur bahar ake maine pucha sir meeting kitne baje hai sir bole ki koi meeting nahi sirf tumhare bday ke liye laya hu. Hell, I even had my choice of women. Black, White, Asian, it was all available at a price.Because I was at about six feet and around two hundred seventy-five pounds, I didn't do missionary position too often. I had to keep my weight off the women so I didn't squash them but lying on my back and watching them ride me was pretty damn good. I liked to also get a big ass gal from behind. Holding on to her hips and pushing in and out did it for me.Oral sex was pretty common for a quickie and a lot. It was agreed, early on, that Friday was ‘panty day’. That way we could both build the anticipation up all week, teasing each other about it in secret with little comments such as I bet you’d look good in pink, Tina or I’m feeling a little blue this week, Stacy voiced in front of classmates while doing our best to stifle our giggles. It was fun to feel so naughty, even a little dirty, for once in my life. I mean, before this, the most I’d ever done was kiss a few boys and, to be honest, I. I didn't need her money. I had more of my own than I could spend since so much of my life didn't require expenditures. Capture them, hold them, and torture then to death, and what did it cost? Other than feeding them, the highest possible form of sexual entertainment was also one of the cheapest. What a fucking sweet dichotomy life could prove to be sometimes. The best cost the least.Page 12. 'Where are the cards? What are the pins?' 'In my purse. In my wallet behind the counter.