With a little bright red lipstick and a quick brush on of some makeup she was ready to go.From her jewelry box, she took out a thin gold chain and mat...hing bracelet. “These are perfect for you.” and put them on me before holding out her hand and leading me to the garage. “Shit, I almost forgot. You need a purse.”I had forgotten also. I never needed one before. Into the small white purse went my wallet, phone, hairbrush and lip gloss.The Porsche Cayman was a hard top so I didn’t have to. Some faces turned scarlet at that revelation, but she reminded thegroup that their signed contracts specifically allowed for candid cameras atany and all times and places, and that anything captured on chip was preauthorizedfor broadcast. "Besides," she soothed, "a little sucking and fuckingis mild stuff compared to what you'll be seen doing tomorrow and Sunday." When they had quieted down, she addressed the problemof who was going to wear what. It was a discussion of little interest to thefive. Her parents were well off, and their house was quite nice, but the family dynamic was quite revealing. Helen was quite headstrong and in control; she got what she wanted, when she wanted it. While I knew that this was the case in school, it was interesting to watch at home.In school, Helen's routine was one of manipulation and teasing; at home she was much more direct. When she wanted something, she demanded it, either from her mother or her sister. If she felt that she was not getting what she. We will give you a bath”. “No Radha, i’ll do that own my own” said Mil, now she was more shy in front of her daughter. “Amma, giving bath is also part of the massage. And you should be at ease after the massage and moreover you won’t be able to wash off the oil from your back. Please come, I and Radha will give you a refreshing bath. You just sit and enjoy like a queen” I persuaded her. She followed us into the attached bath and we made her sit on the western commode. I told Radha “only you are.