Gharwalo ki dar se me kisiko kuch bhi nehi bataya to me boli abhi bhi kya tum use chodte ho to sunil bola han kabhi kabhi office tour ke bahane jab me... rat ko ghar nehi ata hun to me uske sath hota hun.ye sun ke me ghuse se usko dant ne laga to wo gidgidte hue rone laga phir mujhe laga ki me apni pati ke sath esa nehi karsakti hun agar unko uske sath khusi milti hay to me bhi unke khusi me samil hojau to sab ka bhala hoga. Me ne puchi ki uski nam kya to sunil ne baola ki gita phir mene bola ki. "Listen I don't like you. I am stuck with you as a roommate and I don't like it one bit. I only like real boys. Now if you don't mind I have to get ready for dinner.' Donna said. What did I do I thought as I went to my closet to look for a dress to wear to dinner. I decided to wear my black and gold gilded lace dress that had a rounded square neckline and cap sleeves. It went down to about four inches above my knees and was cut low across my chest. I slipped on my two inch black heels and. He nodded then and closed the passenger door, letting the boy drive off."You need this now," my new Master told me and it was a red bag, waxed shut and marked with the state seal."Yes sir." I swallowed hard and I knew what it was.Mr. Reiser broke the seal and removed a square of thin plastic, or some other material. I have no idea what it was made of and I'd never seen one for real before, but I knew what it was. All black people did. I held out my left arm for him, wrist up without being told. ‘Sorry, I’ve left some lipstick on your glass.’ I glanced down, saw deposits of lip-shaped pink on the far rim and smiled. ‘It might improve the taste,’ I said and turned the glass. I took a swallow, lightly smacked my lips and said: ‘Yep, much better thanks.’ Her husky, low laugh was accompanied by a widening of her brilliant eyes and a quivering under her sweater. She offered her hand, the nails painted pale pink to match her lips. ‘I’m Gaynor,’ she said as I tried not to grip too tight..