I hand him the mug of soup. He takes it hesitantly and has a sip, looks a little—well, both surprised and happy—and downs the whole thing.“More?...” I ask, pointing to the empty mug. He nods his head and gives me the mug, and I get him a refill. He drinks that too; then he looks at the bottom of the mug and sets it down on the floor beside him and looks at me and says something I can’t even begin to understand.I shake my head to show I don’t know what he’s saying, and he speaks again but this time. Once inside the room, I stripped my shorts and t-shirt and sat on the bed, naked. Waiting for Padma Aunty to come. Five or ten minutes passed, and she didn’t come. My cock was throbbing badly for attention. I was about to get up I saw the bedroom room opening. Padma Aunty entered and shut the door.Seeing me lying naked on her marital bed, “Rajesh, why are you naked? I said you can suck me and nothing else.” She sat on the bed, resting her feet on the bed, folding her knees up, and resting her. Bet or no bet, this was bullshit and this game was over. "OOh what do we have here?" It wasn't Dani's voice. It was the voice of a man. A deep voice. This guy, whomever he is, could have a real future in commercial voice-overs. "Oh Dani, your slut is absolutely delicious! May I inspect him?"Her slut? What the hell was this all about? I was just about ready to walk to the bedroom, get dressed and throw the both of them out. "Baby, would you go kneel on the coffee table please?" She used her. They look after your family willingly and happily because they respect you. Lose that respect and their service will become less willing and less warm and less helpful. Think of you and me sitting down at the kitchen table for early breakfast. You'd be able to cut the silence with a knife." But who are they to judge us?" Good Englishmen who as yet are appalled at the behaviour of rock stars and the like."Victoria giggled again. "I'm not sure that I'm not a bit appalled too. Do you think I'd.