Friend? Are we friends? he wondered. He knew a great deal about Lord Blackmon. He had been living in his house and condo, had been eating the man’s ...ood, driving the man’s car and fucking the man’s two slaves. But in truth he had never spent an extended period of time with Lord Blackmon, at least not when he was conscious. He had been taking his shifts along with the three slaves looking out for Lord Blackmon, waiting for him to recover some measure of his strength. Carl, through Page, had even. The wind cooperated with my plan and halfway there I felt my skirt being lifted by the breeze. I smiled as I tried to reach back with one hand, failing to hold the skirt down, on purpose of course. I tossed the cone into the can and turned as I pushed the skirt down, after having given anyone watching a few seconds to see everything I was wearing beneath. I grinned at the man and returned my seat winking just before sitting. I took out my lipstick, and compact and began to repair my lips. I. I towelled myself dry, found a hair dryer andstyled my hair, using gel to hold it in style, wrapped the towel aroundme and wandered next door. The leggings and leg warmers looked stupid onme, I felt like Olivia Newton John, the RaRa skirt could work I thought,although I didn't like them that much, I did like the way they made mylegs look. I thought I'd go for broke, looking in the cleaner bags, withnothing to lose. One was obviously a work suit, knee length skirt andjacket in navy blue.. not my. As you now this time period has hit with a dangerous virus ‘The CORONA’which had changed my fate. Since I being a software employee we had wfh option which.was compulsory for 23 of march as you know. Luckily I was out of Hyderabad and reached my native. Here the true story begins of my life. After many days I have been to my native where my grandparents along with my uncle and my aunt lives.Her comes the heroine of my story “My aunt”. Let me describe her first she is the hot lady, with 36 24.