"John looked puzzled for a moment at the owner's comment, but he brushed aside the thought as he handed the little old man two dollars from his wallet.... The old man handed the lamp in a bag to John and winked as the young man left the store with a VERY confused look on his face. John hadn't even intended to go in the store, much less buy something there. Now he had lamp that likely would only be taking up space until he could get rid of it. Walking back to his car parked on the street nearby.. “Is this how you masturbate when you’re alone?” he said. “Yes,” she said, her eyes half-closed. “I kneel on the bedroom floor and pretend I’m kneeling in front of you, waiting for you to put your cock in my mouth. Sometimes I suck on my fingers, imagining it’s your hard prick.” “Do you imagine me fucking you?” he said. “Sometimes. Sometimes I imagine you fucking my mouth, and then bending me over the back of a chair and fucking me from behind. I imagine you holding my hips and slamming your. Wright might have gone to bed so I decided to go to the kitchen and get some water. After having a glass of water I put the bottle back in the fridge and turned to come back to Anna’s room. Mr. Wright was standing there in front of me in the kitchen, and I didn’t know what to do or say. I couldn’t face him, but when I looked up at him, I saw him smiling, gazing down at me. “So you also like me?” Mr. Wright asked. “What?” I was surprised. “I heard you moaning ‘Oh Mr. Wright… fuck me’ something. “Never mind my car! Let’s go.” She replied coldly.I kicked the bike and it groaned to life. She sat behind me and we headed off. The two wheeler roared in the night, picking up the speed. The wind was hitting us violently and she hugged me tight. “Thank you,” I said to the wind, for it was a great favor for me. “What?” Nadia shouted but I said nothing.We reached our destination in 15 minutes and went over to my bedroom. No one lived with me; hence it wasn’t necessary to lock the room. “Here we.