In fact, we, I mean her parents and I dropped her off the weekend before last.”“Hold on to her and fight for her with tooth and nail, she’s head...d for good things.”“Oh, I intend to, Sir."“Good lad. As I said, my timing is quite specific. I want you to spend the next few years going around branches and working in different areas. I want you to learn how to run the different aspects from cooking and cleaning to reception and management.“I’m afraid I’m going to ruin your Christmas and New Year. “Your wife is one great fuck. She’s the first white slut we have had. I didn’t know white girls could be such whores.” Just then the door flew open. It was the four lads back from their booze run. I had forgotten about them. Their eyes lit up when they saw Indra grinding away at Donnia’s pussy. They stared at Donnia in amazement. They gradually turned their heads toward me looking for a reaction. No one was more surprised than I was, as I caught myself subconsciously nodding my permission. One. She had nothing to do. She felt like some sort of pet. Maybe she was, she thought, or maybe she was Sir’s little fuck toy. She liked that idea. She didn’t have to do anything, she didn’t have to think, her only job was to be fucked by Sir, and the rest of the time she would be locked away in a cage. Her fingers intuitively found their way into her panties. She rubbed her own slit, up and down. She wasn’t really suppose to masturbate without Sir’s permission, but what else was there to do?. I heard everything but was staring off into space feigning ignoring them, just as I had all during middle school. It worked perfectly! They talked about me and how I as some super genius, but not really in the regular world most of the time. I closed my eyes to scan around out here while we waited. It was not long before they took us back into the suite.There were two dozen books spread out on top of the table."It is very fortunate you did not attempt to remove this very elaborate recording.