He had taken the day off from work to catch up on his writing, not hide under the covers because he felt funny.He somehow got tangled up in the covers... forgot which side of the bed he was on, and rolled out onto the floor, where he squashed the cat, and banged his head on his bowling ball, which had somehow managed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.Then, the toilet took on a mind of its own and ran over. As cascading water flowed into the floor he dropped the blow dryer, shooting. I was ordered on the floor immediately and sucked a triple mixture out of Linda's and then Doris's cunts, relishing every drop. I thought of the word libertine as I got up bowing to my lord and master, thanking him slavishly and wondered if that word fitted my lifestyle now. He pointed to his feet and I dropped to my knees kissing them with out being told. I had become a humble submissive, a docile obedient servant and was enjoying every moment of it.I completed the cleaning of three genitalia. At first she felt somewhat better than she had felt the night before, but after she had been at work for an hour her depression returned. She turned off the news, not wanting to hear anything that would depress her further. Slowly and mechanically she finished setting up. She dreaded the thought of having to deal with customers, given her down mood and painful shoulder, but she did not have the nerve to call the manager to ask for the morning off.Although the coffee shop did not open until. I was told by the servant that Mrs. Dass was in the backyard and took me to her.Mrs. Dass saw and asked me to be seated. She was running through the files for nearly 5-7 minutes and was silent without speaking a word. Even the Finance Manager was silent and we were looking at each other. Suddenly Mrs. Dass threw the file on the table and looked at the finance manager and told him that there is a difference of Rs.500000/-. The manger picked up the file and after duly running through it he told.