.I couldn't believe Heather had friends who would do a terrible thing like this."What have you done to Heather, I screamed. "What have you done to my ...niece. Answer me, goddamnit, where is Heather!" She's fine. Oh she's sooo fine," one of the girls said giggling.Now I was really scared. "What have you done to Heather?" I begged. "Please...please don't hurt her. Please leave us alone...you girls are terrible...this is so dirty, what would your parents think...do you realize what you're doing?"A. I was working and I had engaged a servant boy of around 11 yrs old to bring my lunch and dinner dabba from the mess as I did not like the hotel food.Gradually my work load increased and I had to engage a maid and so I told my servant boy to arrange a maid for cleaning the house and washing my clothes. He told that his mother is at home and she can work so I agreed and he brought his mother.Her name was Nirmala and she was a typical bihari women around early thirties and she had a wheatish. “You have a smelly arsehole my love,” she would say.Sometimes I had to dress like a girl during sex, withnylons and heeled shoes.One thing I really liked was when my girlfriend wouldsupervise my blowjobs.I was used to suck cocks in a fast way, up and down, upand down, with lots of lust and crave for the spermies.I would take the balls in my hand while I sucked andmassage them, fondle them, feel them in my hands.I would also peek at guys in urinals at their ballsize. Once a guy I was. I've never been anything but loving towardsher. I'm just... stumped." Paul just shook his head. "That's wild, man. And sad." I'm just really surprised she took it this far." Frank shook hishead and folded his arms under his faux breasts. "It's bad enough shemakes me work hard every day when we were both supposed to be off forthe summer, but then to force me to go out in public ... like this? Ithought she loved me. I mean, we've been married for years, and Inever once saw this side of her. Not.