"Before the stunned quartet could respond he turned and left."They can't do that, can they?" an anguished Melissa said. "We have atwo-year contract." ...I hope you have a copy in a safe place," Andy said, knowing better."They have it," Melissa said. "But Mr. Pick signed it. They have to dowhat it says."Both Lance and Miss Lushly commiserated with them, but were careful notto take a side against the company.Andy felt as if he'd been clothes-lined, but mention of the employmentcontract brought him. She had a broad waist and long legs, always covered either by saree or salwar kameez. She was a soft-spoken girl. Even at 30, Neha looked the same, epitome of grace and beauty.I was getting hot. I could sense that Neha was breathing heavily and was getting warm. Neha was wearing a blue silk saree with a matching blouse. Neha was sitting next to me on the couch. I dragged her close to me and made her sit on my lap. I loosened her saree pallu, and she was in her blouse.Her large voluptuous. “Not yet; he may disappoint on that front, he gave up all his desires under the influence of the potion, and he is very, very, submissive. He’ll be very easy to train and will do just as he is told; though we will all have fun showing him his place at the feet of all women.” The two chuckled as my leash was tugged and I was made to turn and follow my new owner and the first of her guests back up the hallway. My eyes were transfixed by the delicious movement of the red and black panty clad. “Okay. May I ask why?” I asked my mother. “She wants help with something on her PC. I told her you will be there soon.” my mother said.“Okay” I replied while thinking about Mrs. Anjali Goyal. She was another hot neighbor who I had often fantasized about. She was about 5 feet 5 inches, fair complexion, and an amazing body. Her breasts were bigger than Mansi’s breasts and her booty was perfect.When I saw Anjali for the first time I couldn’t believe she was married and had an 8-year-old son. So.