I’d lost another fifteen minutes.The whole thing with this Jim Carpenter was a joke, a bad joke. He was new in the area. He was a braggart and a bul...l-shitter, but he had money and finagled a membership in the country-club my Helen said we absolutely had to be members of.Helen is a blond goddess. She’s a statuesque 5’11”. She has beautiful blue eyes, and the kind of face and figure men fight wars over. Her name is Helen after all. Homer said the Spartan girl had a face that launched a thousand. A littlechild. And lo and behold, you showed up just in the nick of time." Then comes the sad part, right?" Yes. You sure you want to hear it?" Uh huh." Well, last year.... no it was two years ago now, you mom got sick. Idon't know if you remember, but you loved helping me take care of her." I remember, Daddy." But nothing you or I or even the doctors could do could help, and thenshe was gone." I miss her very much, Daddy." Me too." But then Auntie Cindy came into our lives, right?" That's. I had nearly 35 girls working in us on weekly basis. I had a nice time as a supervisor.My boss gave me the job of selecting the required staff for production for every week.I had a lady contractor who would fetch me girls every week. Her name is shanti. She is very strict towards workers and I was afraid to misbehave with her. One day a sexy girl named Vanitha came for work and she was not wearing the hair cover. I looked into the box and could not find any covering net.So I told her to cover. “Cum, bitch,” he said. The spasms rocked her aching, throbbing body and her hips lifted towards him with a will of their own, as if begging him to fuck her, but he did not, he simply left her there, laying in torn stockings on the cold floor of the cell where she was imprisoned. She was humiliated as she lay there but was strangely exhilarated too, she found herself thinking about it, about performing for him and she became intensely aroused once more. He never raised a hand or even his voice.