We were met at the train station in the town whose name I cannot pronounce by a very Asian looking man in his mid-30s. Nayan greeted us in barely unde...rstandable English and helped with our bags. We would ride mules to the village where he, his brother, and their common wife lived. We had not adapted to the altitude yet so were rather quiet on the ride, just taking in the amazing scenery.At their humble dwelling we were greeted by the other two family members. Somewhat unusually, there were no. He too the hungry clippers, put a number 2 guard on themand started to buzz Linda. The warm teeth of the clippers made Linda horny. I could see it (later, at home, she said that her pussy became wet in seconds.)Roberto got excited as well: a huge bulge that he couldn't hide appeared between his legs.He pushed his cock against Linda's shoulder. Linda felt it and smiled at Roberto.I didn't mind at all. I sat there, in the waiting area and witnessed everything, but couldn't care less. On the. ‘No, but if you don’t have cash I can take credit card.’ I hadn’t wanted my real name on their records but I supposed it couldn’t be helped. She hooked a device up to her cell phone and swiped my credit card. ‘You certainly don’t look like a Bill right now, what do you call yourself?’ ‘Chantelle’ that was what Mistress told me to call myself, even though she almost never used the name, she preferred terms of ‘endearment’ like, sissy, slut, whore, and her favourite seemed to be bitch. ‘Yeah. I feel all warm and secure when you're next to me." Now that's an ego boost I can live with."I heard a key rattling in the front door."Stay here." I told Izzy and moved quickly out into the hallway, my hand in my pocket gripping the Glock.The front door swung open and Dad stepped in. I took my hand out of my pocket."Welcome back." I said."Evening, son. How's Isabeau?" he asked, closing the door and locking it behind him. He took off his coat and put it in the hall closet along with his.