Tanner was unaware that the shapely bimbo, Clara, was one of Hortense Barber’s placements, and that there was more chance she’d see him leashed to... bed, than the other way about. She maintained her vacant expression whilst bowing to him, before leaving, her unseen face moving to a smirk of contempt on exiting the door. She didn’t depart, but watched through the keyhole as the chubby girl, already favoured for her plumpness ... and something else he couldn’t quite place, left her bed and crawled. Emma tells Donald that when he gets home, he should undress but leave the panties and stocking on. There will be something else left for him to put on to wear for her return.Now Donald is fully embarrassed wondering what else Emma has in mind. And he knows Karen or Julie, or maybe even both, could see him dressed this way during the time before Emma’s arrival. Could he face that?He does as he is told though. While he lectures, he keeps feeling the panties and garters rub against his ass. That night I could not sleep. I kept visualising the masturbation given to me and the pleasure from it. So I started to do the same thing while looking at some of the exposed pussys of my cousins.I also crept up to see what went on behind the partition almost every night thereafter, and sometime found myself lucky to behold the scenes being played out by my uncles and aunts.We also employed sleeping in maids to help with the household chores. These were young maids carrying out whatever work. They'd gotten a hotel room close by, and I was to arrive as quickly as possible, following the instructions I'd been given.Forty five minutes later I was in the lift at the hotel. My face was heavily made up per Brad's instructions, I was wearing knee-high Fuck Me Boots with stiletto heels, stocking and suspender belt as requested. I was also wearing a mid length faux fur coat, no bra, no panties. The coat had a leopard print pattern to complete the cheap hooker look. I touched up my lipstick.