I bet I can make her cum in her knickers.”His thumb was pressing harder now, grinding my clit in small circular motions. My breathing grew harder & ...arder.The observer joined in.“Look at those tits, She’s gonna bust her belts in a minute. Pass me another one”!The grinding stop, what now”?I could feel a belt across my nipples, brushing back & forth for a moment, teasing them further until I heard the “clink” of the belt being looped together then slowly pulled tight.“HAHAHA, pull it tighter. There was that same hint of nervousness in her eyes that was there when I showed up. "I borrow Martha's." Oh. Uh, got some tweezers?" Yeah. I'll get 'em." She hopped out of the kitchen. I rinsed the rag in the soapy water, and started to drain and clean the sink. The sooty stuff stuck to the old porcelain. I had to wash it off.Ronnie came back with tweezers and handed them to me.I took them and walked to the fan, looking at her. She seemed flustered and edgy. "You all right?"She looked at me,. Would it work? But I said nothing. Jon broke the silence, ‘so what do you say? At the very least, you have to dog sit for a couple of day, but think on the positives’.I hesitated for a second, ‘Ok’ I said,’ lets do it!’ ‘Good man!’ Jon was grinning,’ I have a good feeling about it, so when you want old Brucie then?’ ‘How about I pick him up Thursday and drop him back on the following Monday?’ ‘Christ!’ Retorted Jon, ‘your keen! But ok, make it after 2pm, ring me when you get to Bath and I’ll. " But I am a parachi." So? Your money — our money — is as good as anyone's." I never imagined I would ever have servants of my own," said Manjula wonderingly. "How many places like this are there?" Thousands. Even the smallest town has at least one restaurant. People eat there a lot, just not when they're in a hurry," Tony explained.Restaurant food wasn't quite as good as homemade, but Manjula loved it, though she blanched when she saw the bill. Tony paid it before she had a chance to.