" I'll listen, Pegues. So will you because I've got a job in mind thatyou are uniquely qualified for." * * * *** * * * *** * * *"WHAT THE HELL IS GOIN...G ON!" the guy screams.I saw him approaching from yards away. I pointed him out to Ridgeway.She nodded her head in acknowledgement but kept drilling. We weren'tlucky about renting the equipment she needed and ended up drivinghalfway across New Jersey before finding the portable backpack drilland accessories needed to do the job. It was designed. But she had chosen to comehere. She didn't have to submit to the indignity of letting this mankiss her, even if he had once been her boss.But in the end, it was precisely because she had chosen to be here thatshe submitted. The twisted logic that had prevailed in her mind sinceher violation at the mansion told her that if she allowed herself to besissified and prostituted, then that's what she deserved. She was asissy whore, so that's how she had to act - no matter how shameful andhumiliating. She asked me to sit as she went to get some juice.I could not resist and control. She was really beautiful and hot in saree. I followed her to the kitchen. I stood behind her. I think she knew I was behind but she did not react. I got closer and she would have felt my warm breath in her ears as I hugged her tight and kissed her shoulder. She liked it. She was quite. I kissed her neck. Her ears and started to lick the ears while my right hand was squeezing the boobs right hand was under her. His eyes were flicking backwards and forwards between Maria’s large boobs and my smaller ones, as if unable to decide which pair he preferred.Maria had noticed it too. “Really, bokkie, anyone would think you’d never seen a pair of bare breasts,” she scolded. “It’s not as if you’ve never seen mine before – or Annie’s, for that matter.”Hansie blushed at this. “Come in the pool, Annie, it’s lovely,” he said.“Sure,” I laughed. “Last one in’s a sissy!”I ran towards the pool and leapt in, Hansie a.