To be honest I was a little scared but Ms. Betty seemed liked a very nice person."What's your name sweetie." Ms. Betty asked."Stephanie." I said with ... nervous voice."Don't be nervous my dear. It says here that you are not on hormones yet." No. My Mom won't yet me. She is hoping I grow out of this silly girl business." I said as tears flowed from my eyes."I'm sorry sweetie." Ms. Betty said. She then gave me a big hug. After a couple of minuets of hugging. "You feel better." Yes thank you.". Now THIS was aman who could get things done! And believe he me DID ME any chance hecould get!!I threw myself into the role of housewife back at Jennifer's place, whoallowed me to live there longer and serve her and take care of herhousehold so I would know what to do with my own someday. She gladly letmom visit now and then and teach me new things about cooking and how totake care of children. I mad enough money at the Women's Place and as hermaid to pay rent and start saving a little bit of. We all had last met around 6-7 years back in a wedding function. Suddenly we all decided to spend time together during the festival. So we all reached Mumbai and my uncle picked us up at the railway station and we reached their home by the next hour. So my cousin happened to open the door for us. She was wearing a typical blue colored Indian salwar kameez but she was looking extremely beautiful.She was around 5.7 ft tall, slim figure with beautiful long hair. She had awesome big boobs (on which. .”Max turned to Niki after cumming into Cyndi’s mouth and letting her lick it clean “That’s more like it you dumb bitch, you are here to please and entertain, you will be a good girl from now on and listen to whatever your friend says, do whatever she wants, and I don’t want to hear any complaints. Now fucking thank her for everything she did to you today, not just a simple thank you. I want you to tell her each thing and how much you enjoyed it and let her know you are thankful for everything..