I have told them the truth in fear both have laughed loudly and then Sweta told me that she will hand over my conformation letter only if I will agree... with their conditions. I have agreed and Sweta told me to obey their order what they have asked. I agreed then Sweta told me now on wards you are ours servant. I agreed they called their servant and ordered her to leave the home.Then Sheetal ordered me your ass holes stand up and I was surprised to listen her language. I stood up and then Sweta. Delia St. John hielt sich fuer etwas Besseres und das liess sie auch Jeden spueren. Seit gut einem Jahr hatte sie einen echten Fortschritt auf der Karriereleiter gemacht und moderierte ihre eigene kleine Fernsehshow. Es war eine Art Talkshow aber im Grunde ging es nur darum, die suesse Delia zu zeigen, wie sie in immer neuen sexy Outfits mit ihrer frechen unverschaemten Art ihre Gaeste beleidigte. In den Zeiten der politischen Korrektheit waere so etwas nicht ueber den Sender gegangen. I decided I needed to change my approach. So on Halloween instead of going to a gay bar, I went with my friends to a hotel upstate that was supposed to be haunted. I didn't really believe in ghost or the supernatural, but something inside me told me to go. I used to think ghost stories were silly, but that all changed later that night. Don't call me crazy, but I am pretty sure a ghost fucked me stupid and spread my ass open with his big fat phantom cock. My friends and I checked in, had a few. When he tasted blood on his tongue he glared up at the beefy guard. "YOU FUCKIN BLACK BASTARD! MY FRIENDS ARE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!"With that the beefy guard leaped out of his chair, grabbing the teen by the collar of his jacket he hauled him up to his feet with one hand. Then he cracked him across the lip again. "YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT! You and your little band of delinquents don't know how much shit you're in. The owner of this company is getting tired of your little nighttime shopping sprees!.