I dropped her off at her door just ahead of the woman and then went back to work myself.That evening at home she told me that the woman’s name was J...ill, that she was a secretary too in another department, and that she had a reputation for being loose. I told my wife to invite her to go out to dinner with us on Friday. I was not sure if she would ask her and I wondered if she would just lie to me and say that Jill had said, “No, thanks.”The following day after lunch I got a call from my wife.. Her naked body greeted me on the screen. Her large breasts stood out from her chest, looking luscious as ever. Her naked tummy and legs hinted at what was waiting for me.“I’m getting in the shower.”“Je-sus…” was all I managed to get out.“Pardon?” asked my driver, Gloria. “I asked how your flight was and you said ‘Jesus’?”“Oh, yeah. Sorry, I’ve got my wife on the phone. I mean, girlfriend. We aren’t married.”Cassie stuck the phone on some kind of car mount, the kind that has a suction cup for. She told me that she has been put into next training batch and she is staying in some lodge in Paharganj and is running short of money. I asked her to meet in office , we met and she was quite depressed , she asked me if I can help her by putting her luggage at my place so that she can freely roam around to find the room I being a gentleman told her that if she wants she can stay up at my place but would need to sleep on terrace asI share flat with my roommates and all are boys, i guess due to. She looked again at Cerys’s hand written notes. On one of the contracts there was a list of items highlighted as “red lines”, things the Mistress agreed that the slave would not have to do and a second list that was headed up, “Things That Mistress Intends to Explore”. Cerys had crossed out some items although some alarming ones (“needle play”, “knife play”, as well as “scarring, branding tattooing and other permanent marking” among others) were still on the list. Cerys had added.