She teaches me skills like cooking her foodthen serving to her without attitudethree courses each meal, prepared to her wishesand when she is done, I ...m doing the dishes.She put me on diet, I won't join her for dinnerbecause she decided I need to be thinnerNo sugar no carbs no fat and no saltsteamed veggies and water, all else is on haltA frilly starched apron and nude pantyhosetight mary janes, that are crushing my toespants with no pockets, a peter pan blouse"this is your uniform for inside. Lisa on the other hand was another story entirely. First of all, she was incredibly gorgeous and she knew it. Like mom, she had a great set of tits but hers were much larger. In fact, after all the women that I have chewed up and spit out, I never saw tits as big as hers. As you may have guessed, I’m a tit man. Other than the pussy, which I simply adore by the way, the breasts of a woman are the single, or should I say double, most distinctive asset that a woman possesses. They’re like. "It'd be like assisted masturbation." You are so weird, Nicholas." She tried to sound casual, but her voice caught in her throat."I would if I were you." I said. "And I've never been with a woman while she jacked off."I squeezed Carla's hot, heaving tits in my hands, the nipples caught between my fingers. I watched the quilt move as Carla put both hands down her pants. She leaned her head back on my chest and closed her eyes. I could see the rhythmic movement under the quilt as Carla's fingers. (“Fuck yeah,” I thought to myself.)Me: And your sister? Is she not going to be around?Her: She is not back from the hostel.(That was enough to give me a hard-on in public transport)Me: I’ll be there in 20 minutes.Her: Alright, don’t forget to buy a condom. (Chuckles)Me: Okay.She hung up. I was on cloud 9. I get to pound the fairy princess of my class on her dad’s bed! Describing her, she’s 5’4″ slim, fair, right amount of flesh at right places. I got off 2 stops before college and bought a.