I spoke a little louder'Susan, I'm sorry but it's your problem. This is the twenty-first century and life's moved on. Hell, girl, I'm kinda surprised ...at you. She's quiet, she works hard, she pays her rent on time just like you. I kinda like her. We talk about history some, and she's sharper'n a new razor blade. Her personal life's nothin' to do with you or me. You gonna complain she's black as well?' Nice touch, that.'Mr. Taylor, I have rights as a tenant here, and listening to that kind of. The British accent sounded familiar. I obeyed in a second. "Kiss my feet," he said. I lowered my head to his feet and kissed them lightly, then tenderly, then passionately. I moaned softly as a sign of the arousal I experienced simply from kissing the feet of my master. It was a common slave girl's device to entice a master, but it was also something I felt deep inside me. "Lift your head," he said. I did so. I was still on all fours, now looking ahead at his knees and thighs. I felt his hands. Ab jyada der na lgate hue mai apko story btata hu …….Mai fb pe nya nya tha..Maine ek ldki ko friend request beji uska naam tha ashna . Luckily she accepts my request and hum roj chat krne lge. Kuch din aisa hi chlta gya and muje pta tha k vo mere se chhoti hai to mai use apni chhoti behn kehne lga.. And vo v bda bhai keh k bolti thi muje.Din gujrte gye and hmne apna mbile nmbr share kia….Fir hum wtsap pe chat krne lg gye….. Hum purey frank ho chuke they….. Sunday k din mai free betha tha … Uska. He seemed genuinely interested in anything that we talked about. I even managed to slip in how nice it would be to have him move back home. (A little selfish streak I know) I told him about all the beautiful properties that were available, and he jokingly admitted how good it sounded, and how he’d think it over. Over the next several weeks, I called Jack at least twice a week, just for someone to talk to. I now live alone, my youngest daughter had just moved out with her boyfriend two months.