Chloe burst out laughing as I hung up the phone. She looked at me and said that little Asian witch put you up to that.I smiled and said yes, but don�...t ever let my mom hear you call her a witch.Chloe said never, that woman would kick my backside from here to eternity. That is one great mom you have. How many moms would put their son up to a trick like that?I told her not many. I took a chance; she seems to think that I have a bit of the domination gene in me.Chloe smiled and said you can have me. Why would that beneeded? The second package turned out to be an aerosol can of hairlacquer. Now I was starting to get worried. I ripped open the thirdpackage. It was a dispenser pack of moisturising cream. A hand writtenlabel had been stuck onto it. The label read "Dick Oil". Even in mypredicament I had to make a wry smile.But perhaps the stuff I needed was at the bottom of the bag. I reachedout my neatly folded shirts. I was surprised to see that each one hadbeen prominently embroidered with. “Now bend down like you did earlier and lift your sari till your waist” I ordered. She understood I had not finished my humiliation yet and looked around before pulling her sari up again till her waist and bending forward. Her ass was a sight to see. Her milky white thighs and her round ass cheeks were very inviting. “Now pee slowly and let your Master enjoy” I said placing my hand on her ass cheeks and caressing them. She moved her legs further apart and bent down.I could see her beautifully. "Hi, Debra. I did it! I'm going to college!" she said."Congratulations," I said. "I'm calling because your step-father reneged on our agreement." I figured," Marlene said with a sigh. "It wasn't discussed openly, but his sudden turnaround regarding paying my college tuition was so unusual that I suspected he had ulterior motives. What did he do?"I told her about the civil suit, my arrest, and the prison babes."She sighed again and said, "What you just described is vintage Tremont, Debra. He.