She developed a taste for lacy underwear and sexy heels. Leslie could easily afford it, she made good money tutoring. She told me she had started tuto...ing one of her teacher’s kids a few weeks before she’d transferred back here. Leslie liked her new hot-stuff image, she told me, and she used it to her advantage. On occasion when she would walk down the halls, her heels making a ‘ChikChikChik’ sound on the tile, some of the male faculty members would look at her and dream of younger days. She. Saul got a rowdy cowboy in a conversation and discovered that the rumor going around was pointing out to his brother’s quiet little valley as the ideal location for having a fine time with the ladies and getting booze at bargain prices without much interference from the law that was always out chasing down renegade Indians that had jumped the reservation with evil intentions toward the wagon trains heading west and the stagecoaches filled with passengers heading out west to make their. Once it subsides, I pull my fingers out of my ass and open my eyes. The world is blurry and I start to focus and then I hear “Ahem” from behind me.I am mortified as I snap my head around and see Jimmy standing beside me. “What the fuck Jimmy! What are you doing in my kitchen,” I shout.I start to cover up but realize there is no reason now. I am basically naked and I just brought myself to an orgasm right in front of this young man, twenty years old. Then I notice him. He has taken off his. I lay with my husband, m’lord.’ ‘I see,’ Tariff said slowly. ‘Very well get on the bed.’ the young servant girl walked over to the bed and climbed onto the soft feather mattress. ‘On your knees girl.’ Aliya crawled onto the middle of the bed and waited. Tariff disrobed and moved to the bed. He was fully aroused at the sight of the small framed girl on all fours in front of him. Her scent floated into his nostrils and compounded his lust. Tariff knelt on the bed behind his small servant girl.