" I'm almost finished, that would be great Mrs. Carlson." When I'd finished I went to the porch where she had set a tall cold glass of lemonade. She s...ood watching in a lightweight summer dress. Jackie was maybe 25 or so, but no doubt the prettiest woman I'd ever seen. Not that I'd seen too many pretty young women in boring old Doylesville. I tried not to stare, but I stole a few glances. About 5-5, slim, nice legs showing beneath the hem of her dress, she was a breath of fresh air on a dusty. So she didn’t care her saree to place at right places to cover her blouse covered big boobs and her huge belly. The strap of bra also came out on her shoulder. When she opened the door she was so surprised and unprepared that she has a very few time to gather her saree well at all over her body. The saree was almost falling from her shoulder to bring her boobs visible to mukesh. But she controlled it and put it right on her shoulder.Mukesh at first give a broad smile to her and asked her “kamon. She struggles but it is useless,she simply wriggles below his incredibly strong grip. She is aware that sheis held only by one hand now, her own body-size being so small, his hand iswell able to encompass both wrists. She feels it as soft silk encircles herwrists, and he ties it tight. Smooth it may be, but there is no escape fromthe silk bonds. He pulls her by her arms until she is sprawled across the bed. She makeslittle screams as she struggles but saves her breath. She knows intuitivelythat. .. put everything in order... just like I thought it should be..." she started telling be between sobs. "I tried to do everything as good as possible..." I know," I answered, and for the first time I looked around. The room looked like new, everything was shiny, clean and at the right place. "Thank you! You did a great job!" And telling her this, I squeezed a little bit her hand, to give her confidence. Her small hand was still trembling, and that is when I realized that I was thing about this.