No tip. ButKeith knew that there wouldn?t have, couldn?t have, been a tip includedon the cheque.?Is there a problem?? Keith asked lightly trying to ...maintain an openexpression.?No,? Zeke paused, ?no, it?s exactly right. Thanks a lot. That clearsup a lot. Wish I knew what happened to Frank, though. He left his phonein the truck so I can?t get hold of him. It isn?t like him to take offwithout getting his cash.?Keith paused a moment, trying to make things right with the mover.?Look, my Uncle. Okay mom, no boys will come for me, said Suma. Next time please wore a complete dress please okay mom, don’t bother about me and go. She went out and immediately she called Vijay (It’s me) when I was at their house, the door was opened wide and she was sleeping on the sofa. I knocked the door and she woke up and called me inside. I went to her without closing the door. We sat for a while afterwards I asked her that why she called me. Why would I call you lonely? For that only I called you. Then. Her shirt would be soaked with sweat from her intense workouts, all the way down to her tight fitting exercise pants, which showed off a butt that benefited from what was no doubt years of intense exercise. My mind would just wander as she swung those weights with a vigor that made her seem like a woman possessed. I was captivated. Talking to her seemed futile. She was always on some machine working out with the intensity of a mad woman. The best I could get out of her was a ‘hello’. It seemed. Andthis? ? she turned to indicate her victim ? ?is slave 3, who?s getting a lighttouch up because she spilled some urine during a piss punishment this morning.? ?What?s a ?light touch up? as you call it?? asked Lady Barbara, hereyes glued to the suspended, straining nude nigger. And when she heard thereply, the Englishwoman gasped. ?Sixty strokes, and I?m only 20 strokes in, so I?d better get cracking,?laughed Sarah, who stepped back behind the naked slave girl and resumed herflogging. Lauren.