Her friend answered on the third ring, her voice pulling Amber back home and back to high school. ‘Amb-air! How aire you, deah?’ Celia’s exagger...ted, blended accent was her homage to screen stars of the 1920s and ’30s. She fancied herself a modern-day Garbo, mysterious and sultry. In reality, Celia was a bubbly, too-typical 18-year-old, wearing clothes a bit too tight, carrying a few too many pounds around her hips and midsection and spoiling a naturally pretty face with too much makeup applied. I want her to see everything. To see what she isn't allowed to do. Won'tthat be entertaining... for us?" I smiled and nodded. "And you're surethat Bert... er..." "Don't worry about my dear husband. In fact, he'llbe getting so spiritual that I think he'll want to sign all of hismaterial possessions over to me. While he moves on to a different plane."She looked meaningfully at the slave and said, "Bert won't have a penny tohis name after he signs the necessary papers."I took her hand and. We sat on our seats.Then another man entered onto the coupe. He was a south-Indian (I presumed it on his black skin) and had a nice built. His height was around 6”2. Then I decided that today’s going to be the day. I told mom that you have to seduce him and it’s up to her if she wants to further continue it to sex. My mom agreed. Mom started talking to him. She spoke with full of lust. I was enjoying the talks.Then I decided to pretend as if I’m asleep so that the uncle feels safe going after. Arnold rang her, almost immediately on receiving her carefullywritten letter, he had been expecting it and yes his good friend, whoowed him a favour, had written to him telling him about her. He hadadvised him of her present situation and this seemed like a nicepresent, but then he would see if she was as his friend had described.He wanted her down at his office the next day for an interview, he toldher, he wanted to see if she was suitable for a job as his privatesecretary. She had been.