He stood, frozen with panic. Listening over the rain, he could hear fingernails eagerly scratching into the wooden surface of the lid, it’s occupant... desperate to get out. Yet still he didn’t budge. Slowly, the congregation continued to move away, gradually walking back to their cars, ignoring him as he stood over the precipice. Only the deceased’s Wife remained behind, head lowered, her dry eyes transfixed on the dirt smothered coffin, watching the parchment she’d offered as it soaked up the. I slid the dress over my head and slippedthe petticoats under the skirt. I was done in less than three minutes.Mistress Judy zipped me up and pinned the cap on my head."There, you are ready to serve."I wasn't even embarrassed by the maid's outfit. I felt wonderful andthe feel of the silk underwear, felt wonderful. I was in so much painbefore, I never noticed how women's lingerie felt."I was told to inform you that you get a demerit for not having yourpurse. It's on the table. Mistress Cheryl. Then a text came thru on my phone, it read dude you look lost as hell, my shift is almost over I need a ride, could you give me one. I said sure, I will wait until you get off of work. About 30 minutes later she came outside and told me that she didn’t say that far away, but she needed to make a few stops before she went home. I took her to a few places she had to pick up some personal items, during this time we got to know each other. She told me that she was down on her luck and that she was. You sleep. You are tired after a day’s hectic work.”“I know your problems, Anjali” he said.“What ?” She asked.“You are a woman without active sex life for past one year” Amitabha answered, with a sad feeling.“It’s okay. Maybe, later when your heart condition improves, we can start. What you say?” She tried to console her husband.“I wish it is. I wish I could fuck you wildly once more.” Amitabha said with a lusty smile.“You will, darling.” Anjali assured.Amitabha leaned towards Anjali. Their.