The stress was starting to get to her, so I decided we needed a little break.She came in exhausted on Sunday afternoon. The place was open for a lunch...buffet and then closed at four, giving her a little more time to relax. I took her into the bathroom, showing her the bubble bath I had prepared, along with the candles and soft music.“Relax, babe. You need it.”She was startled at the effort but soon agreed it would be just the thing, moaning that she didn’t have clean clothes. I just grinned and. She kissed both of us. Her maid, ShantaBai came and gave us water. My mom and Reena aunty came close to each other. Reena aunty said, “ Beta, I heard you are a good cook. Why don’t you go and help ShantaBai for preparing the dinner?” I said, “Ok, I will go and help her.”I went to the kitchen and there she was sitting in a corner and making some funny noise. I went ahead and saw her inserting a cucumber into her pussy. I said, “ShantaBai, when you have a real cucumber, why use a substitute?” and. She used to go to St Joseph's. He had nosed around on the net and found that it cost about $15,000 a year to go there. It didn't matter how you looked at it; that was a lot of money. But now, they didn't have enough money to buy a new school uniform for her. What she was wearing was definitely second hand.On top of that, there was her lunch. Even though she did her best not to speak to anyone, Shahia didn't like to be alone. At lunch she'd always be hanging out somewhere near the crowd, in. Money had been put behind the bar for beer, but no spirits and Sarah had mixed a tropical fruit punch for those who Didn,t like alcoholic drinks. My job was to look after the door and stop anyone trying to gate crash of which there were a few, but I soon changed their minds. All seemed well till Sarah began to talk silly, but I assumed she,d had a few Bloody Marys and that drink she can,t take many of. The room was booked from 8-midnight, but by ten things began to go wrong, one female was now.