I spent a day on the pillory because I wanted a dress so I could look for a husband. I was just like you, just as desperate, and just as willing to do...stupid things. To pay for the dress, I stole apples from a farmer. He had me arrested, but then he repented and saved my life. So, you’re not the only one. I know what it is to be poor and not have a dress.”“But last fall, you did have money, Mistress Vesna. Why didn’t you?”“It wasn’t my Path in Life. It just wasn’t. So I never bought the dress,. She was very attractive in the saree. I asked where she is going etc.Her name is rathna (name changed) she is going to her home town near hubli.She asked about me and my work.Then she was asking about my travel frequency etc-I was saying that it is tough almost 4 to 5 days in a week will be travelling.She said the hotel food will not be good for health etc.I said yes hotel food is very bad and I am badly needing home food.She laughed instantly as she realised the double meaning.Then we spoke. Just thinking about the thought had got my dick hard just a few strokes would have drained me of my juice but I certainly didnt want to waste it masturbating to the idea. So here i was , parked in front of the club which looked almost deserted. hmmm.. I was suddenly not so sure about entering this one , But i thought i should anyways try , so i killed the engine, got out of the car and walked towards the club. 2 women were sitting behind a table , they were weirdly dressed though, they were. I couldn't heard anything else either, so I figured it must've been my imagination. Just as I'm closing the door to go back to my office, I heard another moan, this time much louder and much more excited. I snuck in, careful not to let the door make any noise, and tiptoed inside.There were three stalls. Middle door was closed, but still said 'vacant'. I tiptoed into the open stall to the right and closed the door behind me quietly. Getting up onto the can, I could take a furtive look into the.