Actually none has seen this lady to laugh and talks very less. Now in this Kin family no one is dare to take charge of the lady and at last our Mistry...came forward to take her charge. All the members including one month pregnant mom and sister also are requesting Mistry to look after the lady with great care as all are unknown about her past.Being the top Boss she used to call by all as madam and she is always serious type, does not know laughing, only work and work. She was a workaholic .After. "No, my dearest, the others aren't like me. I promise to always be yourlove bunny, to always meet those needs of yours. They can't do what I cando." Persistent, isn't she?" a voice said apparently from nowhere."What?" Sam asked.The Bunny Girl looked up at him. "Oh I swear it, I will always be yourservant and wife. I can promise you my sisters as well, we would all beyours in servitude, your bunny harem." Sounds like a good deal, why not take it?" said the disembodied voiceagain."NO," Sam. . too recent ... of her folly."She's a beautiful boat ... you wouldn't think of selling her, would you?"The asking man was a beautifully slender grey-headed older fella from Chicago ... something to do with meat packing and railroads ... old money ... as old as a midwesterner's money could get."She belongs to the boy," Mom said.Wearing my summer whites and sailor cap, I was out on the foredeck, waxing. Grace was sunning and I waxed around her.Mr. Bishop laughed, "In that uniform, I thought he. She held herself there for a few moments.“sorry about that rachu” I said as I grasped the top of her shoulders thinking that I had been busted and that our flirtation was over for a while. “be careful,” she said with a giggle and nuzzled her back against me again. “you may continue,” she said as she relaxed again and I resumed working my hands up and down her back.As I continued and kept increasing & decreasing the pressure I could feel the hooks of her bra digging into her skin. She squirmed a.