Etc, just then her mum came in with the coffee's and we just sat around drinking those making idle small talk about nothing special,julie then announc...ed that she was going to take a much needed shower, i said i'll leave you to it, julie said just relax , she would not be long, she had barely left the room when her daughter said " mum's told me all about you " what had she told you i innocently asked ?" Everything " from the day your brought her parcel delivery and what followed, to say i was a. "This time the reply was almost instantaneous:"YOU DID WHAT! HOW DARE YOU!!!"My nervous fingers tapped out a grovelling apology:"I'm sorry Mistress, I couldn't help myself. I know it was wrong and that I need to be punished for my bad thoughts."It wasn't a good idea to provoke my Mistress but she had left me with no alternative. The terse instructions she fired back a few minutes later left me breathless with excitement:"You require immediate corrective therapy to remedy your delusional. You don’t know what I might be like…”Janet hugged me again. I was enjoying her hugs.“Can I stay here and talk to you as you work?” I asked.“Of course.”So I did. She talked about growing up locally. I talked about my former life in Africa. She kept me supplied with coffee and helped me to stand up when I needed to drain some of the coffee away.Later I climbed into the passenger seat of Janet’s old Land Rover.“Are you sure this is OK, Ian? You’ll get shook up a bit. Will your leg stand it?”“It. Her figure was good, with a gorgeous bust, lovely eyes and she had a nice complexion and quite quickly I became quite besotted with her. That day she had met me at the airport she had been wearing a lovely yellow Sari with matching blouse which showed her figure off to the best advantage. That night I went to bed thinking about Becca, and for the very first time I was thinking seriously that she would make a good wife for me, but obviously I had to get to know her much better first, and she.