After a few minutes, I heard, “Miss Roberts?”I turned to look at the Prince. “What is it?”“Do you really think of me as ‘Prince Asshole?�...�”“Yes.”“I guess I should do something about that.”“Why don’t you prove me right by calling Mister Anderson and getting me fired or at least removed from this duty?”“Do you think that is what I do?”“Why not? It fits your false higher attitude which has earned you your current name.” I paused. Before he could say anything, I said, “How your sister can be such a. It didn't make sense. Then again, it was exactly what I really wanted. Who was I to complain? Knowing Collette, we'd have a long talk about it later.I showered and pondered, convinced it was real, but still feeling like it was a dream. Stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around me, I turned on the TV. The hotel channel noted it was actually a rather cool day, which I hadn't expected. Being right next to the ocean, the cool wind from the Pacific was steadily blowing in keeping the. Layer by layer, my feelings started to return to me, I soon realized that I was being fucked – I opened my eyes and sure enough, Chris was kneeling between my spread legs and was fucking me with a deep and steady rythm. I instinctively pulled back – I may be a slut wife but I was shocked to wake up and find I was being fucked.I pushed back to find that someone was holding me in place, it was Andrew. He held my arms firmly saying “It’s Ok darling, no need to struggle.” Regardless of his attempt. After my mother left with her friends, I was in my room, nobody was there, and I was watching TV, when Seema came to my room at about 10.30 AM. And requested me to spare her Rs. 500 for meeting the expenses of her. I said okay. I took Rs. 500 and gave to her. She had that amount happily and said thanks to me. After 5 minutes, she asked me that she is interested to have sex with me, and requested to take her and enjoy, as I like. I am waiting for this chance. I closed the entrance doors. We.