Indian Aunty 1005
She was possibly the mostalluring woman he had ever seen.William had to shake himself back to earth. "My friends accuse me ofbeing old fashion and living in the past."Allison squeezed his arm. "Oh, no, William. You're one in a million."She realized she had grabbed his arm. She took a deep breath.As they rode together in silence, William found himself looking at theangel ornament again. Out of the corner of his eye, he realized thatAllison was looking at it, too.Allison spoke, still staring at the angel. "It's a reproduction of anItalian sculpture. Back in the seventeenth-century artists working insmall factories made the ornaments out of porcelain, cloth, and goldleaf." Still staring at the angel, Allison spoke. "What's New Jerseylike, William?"He thought for a minute. "I like it. Where I live, the back roads leadout into the country. It can be really very charming."She caught his eye and smiled. "Sounds wonderful."As their taxi pulled over and came to a stop, Allison smiled. "Look. .Abelard?"?"Yeah, that's my full name." Abel said, squirming against the cuffs that held his wrists to the ceiling hook. "But I go by Abel."?Ms. Scalpel snorted. She was half Asian-half black, and very curvy, and she ran her long burgundy nails up and down Abel's penis..he was still in shock from the vicious whipping she'd given him. "You know that Abelard, Peter Abelard that is, was a 9th century French philosopher who was castrated because of his relationship with a woman called Heloise...and of course if you want to go by Abel for short, there's an even earlier story..."?Abel nodded wearily. He had suffered through a childhood of being asked if he had a violent brother called Cain. Maybe he should have gone to the Woodstock festival at Max Yasgur's farm. Kenny and Elmo had begged him to join them, but Abel never missed his weekly sessions with the various dominant ladies of the New Haven Conservatory of Pain...perhaps a strange activity for a Yale sophomore...and quite a drain on.
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