Day by day mom was getting fucked and her rate was increasing. She became the best prostitute in our area and the kindest. As she used to give her cus...tomer’s to other prostitute if they never got customer for many days. One of her regular customer, a rich man named Sanjay always proposed to marry her but mom kept refusing. He pampered her, he pampered me and at the end made mom accept him but mom said that she would continue her prostitution work for which he agreed. The marriage was fixed in. Ifelt confident enough to go and introduce myself. She was astonishedand asked loads of questions. "I have pair of shoes that you wouldlove," she led me into the shop and showed me a pair of heels. Fourinch slender heels, like a court shoe with a peep toe. They were madefrom fabric and very colourful floral pattern of pinks and yellows andpale blues. They were lovely, very feminine and I bought them.I was home before Victoria and had made some food. I decided to changeand I showered and. You know... turn the tables a bit." If you don't want them to ogle you, you shouldn't ogle them," said Roberta stiffly."Who said I don't want them to ogle me? Just because you're married doesn't mean you don't want to feel attractive. And you DO feel attractive in that suit... don't you?" Well... I... ah... um..." Roberta didn't quite know HOW she felt."Well, there you go. You're an attractive, married woman, who can still be appreciated for her feminine attributes. You don't have to be a slut. Christ though he was terrified someone had heard them, or had guessed what was going on. Luckily his office was on the third floor and looked over the top of some trees, part of the University campus, so there was not much chance of being seen from outside. It was just if the staff in neighboring offices had heard. Or, even worse, one of the students had knocked while they were in the middle of it all. He was not sure he would have heard if they had. He had been so intent on Juliette and what.