I am not a good slave; I am always afraid. Please don't send me away."Lila bent down and pulled Aisha to her feet. She hugged the sobbing girl to her ...hest, even though the rings in her breasts hurt her."It's all right," she comforted her. "You will be OK."Aisha, calmer now, served the coffee, "I fear he will kill me. I wish I could be as docile as you are."Lila sipped at her coffee, "It is easier, perhaps, when you know your destiny."When Manu arrived Lila explained what Aisha was doing there.. The gold rings on her fingers,the bracelets on her wrist, her drop earrings, and the elegant pendanthanging around her neck shimmered in the dim light. Her makeup wasperfect and she looked stunning.Stunning enough to bring to a halt the debauchery that was taking placeon the lounge. Both Matron and Polly were disrobed; Polly clad in ablack satin bustiere, black fully-fashioned stockings and black spikedheels and Matron in a red satin full-slip, matching brassiere, panties,taupe stockings and. As I felt the dog begin to climb over me and turn, I felt him stop as if restrained. I peered over my shoulder to find the nun with a hand on the dog’s back and another hand dip into a small bowl at her feet. Her hand moved from the dog’s back to lift its tail while her other hand dipped into the bowl moved to the rear of the dog.The nun knelt next to my head and stroked my shoulder. “You did very well, my c***d, but I have a suspicion there is much more to you. Enjoy what is to follow.”As if. "No matter, you're short of readies I hear," the older one said, late thirties maybe, leather jacket you know the type."News travels, but yeah."I agreed. "Right, how about a chance to earn some serious dosh, and do us a favour," he suggested as I sipped my pint one Saturday, "If it's not knock off or drugs I might be interested," I agreed. "No it's a cock up," he said earnestly, "We need someone to marry a Russian, Ileana or something only her visa is ending and she is desperate to stay here,.