Her feet were encased in a pair of patent red 5" heeled peep toe shoes; her legs resplendent in a pair of Cuban heeled mid tan stockings under a pin s...ripe skirt resting an inch above the knee. Her outfit was topped off with a diaphanous cream blouse neatly accentuating the white basque she was wearing underneath. She beckoned me in with a scarlet tipped finger and bluntly announced "don't be expecting a cup of coffee or any of those other clichés; I want to get straight down to fucking". With. He was a Mexican gentleman. He was sitting at his table staring at nothing just like the others.I hit the intercom switch and ask him what the trouble was."I just feel bad." He told me calmly."Are you in pain? Is you stomach uneasy?" I asked."No, I don't have any pain and I don't feel very sick. I just feel bad." He told me.I did the same for the other two and got similar responses. They all just felt bad. I called Grimes' emergency number and he picked up right away."Hello Bill. Are you're. ?Yes Mistress, I am in Detroit,? I said, glad to hear her voice. ?So, what are you doing there cocksucker, are you in a hotel?? ?Yes?, I said, ?and a man is coming over in a few minutes.??A man, well fantastic, excellent?, she said sounding impressed. ?So tell me cocksucker, you are going to suck someone off tonight are you, tell me about it?? she asked enthusiastically. ?Probably?, I replied, ?would you like that?? I asked. ?Yes, I would!? said Mistress. ?I would like him to fuck you, too.. She was in mid-traffic when the lights changed and Ritu was about to be hit by a car coming fast towards her. I pulled her back at the last second. She was crying like hell and was not able to accept the fact that she has been cheated on.Finally, I slapped her to stop the crying and hugged her. I stopped a rickshaw and headed to my hotel. During the travel, Ritu was still sobbing and kept her head on my shoulder.We reached the hotel and entered the room. As soon as we entered the room, Ritu.