"Bugger all." Charming grumbled under his breath as he sank upon one knee. "Give me your left foot please good fellow swineherd." The Prince said with... ill concealed grace. "NO! I said your LEFT foot. Blithering idiot."The Prince carefully removed the bit of leather that passed for a shoe upon the swineherds foot and brought the slipper forward. To his unmitigated horror and the delight of the hot and sweaty troops with him (they really didn't care much for the spoiled rich boy after all you. Lemme tell u, i was wearing a skimpy short skirt and a halter neck top with a jacket upto my knees.He looked bowled over by my loooks and i was too… He afterwords told me that he was from a business family in noida. and was 25.. I didnt realize how much tym it took to reach the destines place.. Which was a very happening night club in delhi called ‘ELEVATE’ we went inside and thr i saw his frendz and their girlfrendz were already waiting fr him and me..He introduced me to all the people as his. I yearned for the opportunity to meet with these intellectual giants, to converse with them, to sit at their feet as a disciple if I merited no greater status. But to simply have the opportunity to meet and talk with them..."He paused to gather himself."And what, when I arrive, do I find? An assortment of arrogant snobs who take collective offense at a simple necessary requirement for the training of my task force. Who eject me and my troops from their midst at our first meeting. Who shun us. The shower here could probably hold four people without a problem.I checked out the different oils and showed them to Rita. She picked out a rosemary-scented oil. I smiled when she dropped her robe and gave me a show of her naked body. Someone was being naughty by not bothering to put a towel over her butt as she lay down on the table. I poured some oil on my hands; it smelled good. I rubbed them together to warm the oil and then began to massage her back.I hoped this would end in fun, but I.