" As people were still showing up, she made the happy mistake of making that wisecrack to a rather rough-looking but healthy guy, who proved to be the...geologist of the trip. He told her that he'd try to fix that.He made a good try. The geology of the Canyon is interesting and very complicated. It's moderately logical for about a third of the way down, where newer layers of rock overlay older ones, and the river progressively gets into older rock as it gets downstream. Below that it's more. Anything at all.” That was the limit! Her cleavage was visible. Aunt Sarla’s cleavage,!! Famous all over the village among teenage boys as well as girls and also a few grown-up men. There it was artistic and erotic. And she was requesting me.I knew I shouldn’t do it. No, my future was at stake. But my ferocious lust got the better of me this time as it has done many times in the past. I walked closer to her and gave a long sigh and said “Ok. The marriage will take place. But first, dear Sarla,”. Never when Paul was around, but if he wasn't there and there were no customers around she would torture me. She would tell me how horny she was and how she wished that Paul was there so they could catch a quickie on his desk.She wore skirts and dresses to work and would call me into the office on some pretext or other and she would be sitting in her chair with the hems pulled up so I could see just a touch of panty. Once I saw a touch of pussy hair because she wasn't wearing any panties. It got. "Wow!" was Mary's reaction. "Who is Stockhouse Enterprises? And why do they own you? And what does a Bondage Whore do?" Rachel spent about ten minutes telling her friend, who had known of course about Rachel's "prior" career. "Well I hope it works out for you" a bewildered Mary managed to stammer as Rachel strutted off towards bed six. And Rachel had spared her the part about the chastity belt, too. Rachel was disappointed as she entered the tanning room as she realized she would now have a.