She stroked my legs and told me my legs were strong and shapely. Mom told me I would be a cart boy. Mom stroked my chest and told me how appealing my ...hest is. Mom emphasized how a woman would want to own me. As a sex slave, I can be owned by men or women and I can be used by men or women. I have no choice. I must be obedient to all. Mom summed it up by saying that masters will pay a lot to own me. "Thank you, mom." She slapped me on the face. I quickly realized my mistake. "I am sorry,. Mother dropped us off at the house and drove over to her friend’s place a 30 min drive in the town car.Having our mother here was going to seriously curtail our family get-togethers at the house. No more skinny-dipping or coming down to dinner in just a towel so I asked the girls if they would like to go sailing. I had seen an ad for a sailing day trip for up to ten people. They liked the idea and I made the call. We would be leaving at ten in the morning and returning at four. The boat was. Andar aake usne darwaza band kar liya. Fir wo mere paas baithi, aur poochne lagi-Warda: Haris kya tum nurse ki jobs dhoodh sakte ho mere liye?Maine kaha: Ji aunty, dhoondh leta hu.Main bed par ulta leta hua tha, aur laptop par nurse ki job search kar raha tha. Fir Warda aunty bhi mere sath let gayi. Maine unko dikhaya, jo bhi jobs available thi. Lekin Warda aunty mere upar hath rakhna shuru ho gayi. Aur fir aahista-aahista se unhone taang bhi rakh li.Main to bas usko ignore kar raha tha. Fir. We all drove to Li Garden for a good, not spectacular Chinese lunch and then across the bridge to cruise various streets downtown. The trees were, indeed, lovely, but the purple was quite overwhelming. We stopped at the Prince Street Coffee House and were back in South Grafton before 16:00. Willy had made a booking for 18:30.Dinner was excellent. I promised that if Evans could entice Willy to fly down, I’d personally fetch them from either Sydney or Camden. I was up, breakfasted, kissed, hugged.