He had been away on a business trip for over a week and she was horny. In the dream, she was Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. Her lover had been Apoll...o. As with all of her erotic dreams, she woke just before they could reach climax together and it left her with a wanting feeling between her legs. Oh, her pussy was soaking wet, to be sure. She had been sitting astride her dream lover fucking hard, and loving it. But she was awake now, and the dream faded more and more as she gained morning. It’s Mona.Paul rolls down the window.“I saw from my bathroom window that you were still parked here. She asks, “What’s up?”“We are having an earnest discussion and argument. Do you have a minute?”“Sure.”She gets in the back seat and asks, “What are you fighting about?”I say, “Go ahead Paul.”Whereupon, he breaks down again and is crying and blubbering like before. So, I tell her. “Paul did not like it that I had my hand on his cock and literally jerked him off in your mouth! He’s never had a. Please tell me how to say, "I am your Master. You will do everything my associate tells you to do." Let's try that and see what happens.Amalie translated for me, and I was able to transfer the commands to the man at the desk. I knew immediately that it worked because he looked expectantly at Amalie as if he were waiting for orders.OK, Amalie, you know what to do. Be sure your recorder is working and get all of the information you can from him. Meanwhile, I will look around the building to see. But I needed to know the actual truth. And I could not trust her to give it to me. Half an hour later, I was sitting in the seedy office of a “Detective Agency” I had found using the yellow pages. One that ensured “contractual confidentiality”. A few minutes later, a heavy-set middle-aged woman dressed in a saree came inside and sat on the chair behind the desk. “So, what can I do for you, Mr…” she said. “Arun.” I said. “Yes, what can I do for you, Mr. Arun?” she asked. “No offence, but can I.