"What are you going to do after graduation? What do youwant out of life?"I took a deep breath. "I want to spend my life pleasing you. Worshippingyou... I want to be your slave."She put her cup down. "Take your clothes off, Jen."I stood up and took my clothes off. She tapped her finger on the table."Get up here and stretch out. On your back."I obeyed. She spent almost an hour examing my body. She asked a lot ofquestions and I answered truthfully, telling her about Cullen. I had toexplain. Rachel only needed to walk a few block to the house and she was great with the kids. The first weekend, I stuck around to see how she would relate with the twins and how they would relate to their new part time nanny. As Rachel left on Sunday afternoon, I asked if she wanted to come back the following weekend and she cheerfully replied, “Why would I not come back? Y’all are great!” I called a girl I knew from work and asked her if she wanted to share dinner and perhaps go out to a club or a. My name is Cum Girl and I am an internationally famous agony aunt to the stars and assorted lesser mortals and I write a sometimes infrequent column called 'Dear Cum' where I provide shimmering pearls of advice to undeserving and frequently ungrateful swine. Throughout my many years of dedicated, unselfish, empathetic advice-giving I have received mailbags overflowing with heart-rending letters of turmoil from wives and those blessed creatures who have been deemed fortunate enough to call. I bought a cigarette packet from the shop and light a cigarette. It was becoming cold due to the rain and I was standing behind a lady of around age of 30. She was looking like a typical south Indian lady with brown color skin. The shelter was not that good so give 100% protection from rain and everyone was becoming wet due to the heavy rain. I saw the lady standing behind whom I was standing was also a little wet and I could see her bra straps in the dim light. I had a jacket on myself so I.