Alex then noticed a photo on the nightstand and understood. In the photo he could see Shane smiling with a beautiful women and a little girl. “A-are... you married?” Alex asked nervously and pointing at the photo. He didn't know how he felt about sleeping with a married man. Shane let out a sad sigh and turned to look at the young man. “I used to be.” For a second Alex thought he saw grief in the man face, but it was too quickly replaced by a stern glare. “Now are you going to get your cloths. On one of my routine days, I had to encounter a complaint where one of internal department has to intervene to solve the problem.I thank you readers for having read my dreadful past. Let me start the actual thing which most of you a expecting for.I had to travel to Delhi in order to meet the customer. I was supposed to be accompanied by a manager from supplier quality dept. But as my lady luck was on my side, she gave him typhoid and I had the heroine of my story accompanying me instead.People. "No, no, no, you don't tell me to do a thing, "I hissed, "Understand?" Yes, Mistress."I yanked his ball strapped lead again. This time he groaned loudly, and his knees buckled as his balls took the strain."Right, where are your other toys?" I demanded."I don't have any other toys," he pleaded.I yanked the string again this time holding it down he screamed once more bringing around his hands to the line to elevate the tension."Get your hands off," I yelled, immediately to be obeyed, "Now. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.Born and bread in Minnesota, Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with.