I listened patiently but didn’t understand half of what she talked about. She enjoyed the physical challenge but was even more intrigued by the spir...itual aspects of yoga and yogic philosophy. It sounded like claptrap to me, but I’ve never been known for my free thinking. To top it off, so she told me, the instructor was this gorgeous hunk of a Frenchman, named Marcel.Friday morning, over breakfast, she brought him up again. That was unusual, and I started getting a slight twinge in my gut.. She would call them names, humiliate them and even have them flogged. Of course, she would never strike out in the presence of her husband, keeping it all very private, summoning servants to her apartments and dealing with them alone. Despite her sickly pleasure in their predicament they were all very devoted to their mistress, for to cross her, to give a slightest hint of disagreement would mean that on a good day, they would be banished from the house, banished from the city in disgrace,. Unohone bataya ki wo yahan ki kaam wali hai to maine unko ander bulaya or usne safayi kerni start ker di or main nahane ke liye bathroom main chala gaya.Main bathroom ke ander jaker door ke key hole main se usko dekh raha tha uski gand ek dum se mast thi or wo niche jhukker floor ki safayi ker rahi thi usko dekh ker mera lund khada ho gaya or maine usko dekh ker muth marna start ker diya jaise hi main naha ker bahar aya to aunty ko seduce kerne ke liye main bina towel ke jokey pehnker bahar aa. " I stood there too stunned to speak and Monica said, "May I come in?"I was still staring at her as I stepped aside and let her come in. She turned to face me, "I can leave if you want, but I got the feeling the other night from the way you ran your hands over my body that you might like to do it again" and she started to strip. I may have been stunned initially, but as Monica's clothes started hitting the floor I sure snapped out of it. "I liked the feel of your hands on my breasts Danny,.