My mistress loves a good heated debate and so does yours, that I know for a fact. If you just always remember what you are and to be very polite, you ...an disagree and argue all you want. No hard feelings and no sore slave arse". He grinned again. "And besides, you'll have other company".?"Who?"?"Me for one and other guys. Our darling mistresses go visiting each other all the time, bringing their good little slaveboys along. Sometimes that means a long boring evening on your knees, forced to. We brought out the beer bottles and offered one to Laltu, which he hesitantly took.Me: “Arre nao, kono chap nei. Tomar bhalo na lagle tumi amader bhalo bhabe ghorabe keno?” (Do not worry. If you are not happy, why would you give your best to entertain us?)He took it with a smile.After finishing 1 bottle we were a bit tipsy.Me: “Ekhane ektu khola mela bhabe bosa jabe, keu kichu bolbe na to?” (Can we sit a bit openly over here? Hope nobody would say anything, right?)Laltu: “Keu kichu bujhtei. Like I said I'm an ass man, but this young lady was smokin'. Long blonde hair, a nice set of (I'd guess) 34D's a slim 29-30" waist and legs that just would stop, right up to her, OMG sweet ass. I was drooling by the time she turned back around and invited me in. It took a lot of concentration to go over the order and explain the bill, and where to sign. Just then a gentleman emerged from the bathroom, wearing a pair of leather shorts. He was roughly the same height as her, hairy legs, hairy. It is traditional for your father to provide the first women for your harem. You can make your choice from those." Choose, father?" the son responded. "I do not need to choose, I shall be able to satisfy them all." I was pleased by the son's response, reckoning the value of an order for thirteen pickups.His father, however, was less than happy. "Son," he said, a harem is like a garden. You should not plant all the beds at once. At first it is best to begin with a plot that can be easily.
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