To live as a man. To have a woman waiting on me and to service me. I remember college and a very beautiful woman. Her name was Janice Pentelton. When ...she walked by me, I felt a very different warmth as she smiled at me. I knew that she wanted me and would be available for anything that I wanted. I enjoyed her smell. Once she borrowed a scarf from me and I could smell her warmth radiating from my scarf when she returned it. I could smell her very personal musky odor mixed with her cologne. When. Hi!” she replied wanting not to provoke him“Look at this mess!” he said almost blaming her“I will clean it” she replied “Good dog!” he said laughing at her conformity She picked up the rubbish and empty glasses, she walked towards the kitchen and was shocked at what she saw.“I gave it away!” he said calming at the door“What? Why?!” she shouted“I told you, in this house we live like Pakistan and in Pakistan we don’t have dishwashers, or washing machines, we have wives!” he explained“Well your. Jise papa, uncle aur bhayya sambhalte hain. Hamari family khule vicharo wali hain. Hamare ghar main sabhi log educated hain. Aaj ham sabhi ka ek dusre se sharirik sambandh hain. Baat us samay ki hain jab maine pahali baar apne papa ke saath sex kiya tha. Huwa yu tha. Ki main apne papa se sath dusri city main pmt ke exam. Ke liye gayi huwi thi. Exam subha 7 baje tha. Is liye ham dono raat main hi ghar se nikal gaye the. Hame bus se jana tha. Ham ghar se karib 8 baje nikal chuke the. Hamne ek bus. She only laughs. “You have nothing to be afraid of, dear. I don’t bite, hard. Now, where were we?” She pauses for a second as she rubs her chin. “Aw, yes, you said you would do anything if I let you live, didn’t you?”I take a big swallow and nod. “Time to prove your words,” she says as scoots and sits at the edge of the bed. She ushers me over to and points down to the floor. I look up into those big black eyes of hers as I hesitantly sink to my knees. If this what she wants me to do, it will.