“By Jove, I must meet this Mrs. Pembleton! Make sure she gets invited to the wedding, even if I have to pay her steamship ticket myself!”So, our p...ans were finalized. Ahkbar would take his leave after Thanksgiving, in Mid-December, traveling with Siobhan to Boston, from where he would take a liner to England. Siobhan assured us that she would act as escort to Mister Singh in Boston. When they left, James and I would travel to New York and spend the holidays there. Siobhan would spend Christmas. "Oooo! I LOVE it when he takes charge!" Rachel cooed, dropping to her knees. Shannon slid into position beside her and Faye knelt, eyeing me warily.I stepped up to Faye and said, "Now, ask me, pretty please, if I'll be your sponsor..."I could tell by the look on her face that the foremost thought in her mind was, 'How serious is he?' She decided to play it straight: "Will you be my sponsor? Pretty please?" Will you be a good girl and behave yourself?" I asked her."Oh yes!" Then she got this. If I thought that my maid was beautiful, her daughter was of another level! Fate is cruel indeed, creating beauty in the most impoverished places.This was a girl in her late teens, just 19. Her face was that of her mother’s. My maid’s daughter had ample cleavage for her young age. Surprisingly, she had bigger boobs than her mother. She also had a thin waist and a healthy butt.My maid’s daughter came wearing hand-me-down tops and jeans, which further accentuated her figure. I started teaching. The plan was that they would drive to Atlanta, get a motel near Hartsfield, and then help Cindy get her flight out the following morning. That first night of the trip Cindy called me to say that they had gotten to the motel and they were preparing to go out for dinner. The next time I heard from her was a rather cryptic call from her folks’ place in Tulsa. “Well, we had a very ‘unusual’ trip to Atlanta,” she said.“Oh really? What happened?” I queried.“I can’t tell you now, but we had some.