“You...you won’t be getting together with Lisa?” I stammered weakly. Bill smiled again, his eyes looking up and down, shamelessly checking out m...y wet pussy and the hard nipples poking through the smooth silk of my blouse. “No, Lynda,” he said, “I think she wanted to learn a thing or two, but she knows that the best thing for a man like me is to have a woman my own age…” his voice trailed off as he reached forward and slipped two fingers inside the neckline of my blouse, just above my cleavage.. Phil had never been with an Indian woman and he was anxious for this first experience as he figured Mahesh was probably excited about the prospect of finally being able to fuck a white American woman. Phil knew that Mahesh was in for quite a sexual treat and he hoped that Kavita would prove to be even hotter sexually than he imagined she might be.As Kavita sat down next to Phil, he turned to face her, taking in the sexy darkness of her beautiful black hair and the duskiness of her skin and deep. I guess getting paid by a beautiful, naked girl and still getting a five dollar tip will do that.The other wardrobe issue was Sandy's collar. Mom hated that I made her wear it at all. Sandy however, loved it and disliked having to take it off to go out or to school. Fortunately, I was able to kill two birds with one stone. Sandy's birthday was March 6th, so I went to the mall and found a choker style necklace/collar that I could afford(barely).So when her birthday arrived, I pretended that it. I give her a few minutes before I go upstairs after her. I knock on her door. "Hunny, please talk to me. Can I come in?" Yes," is all she says. I slowly open the door and see her laying in her bed completely covered. I go over and sit on the edge of the bed and look at her. "Hunny, what's wrong?" I rub her back. She turns around towards me. Her eyes are bloodshot from the crying she had been doing since she got home."Everyone at school is mean to me," she starts to cry again."What do you mean.