As he drove back to his condo he was thinking that the encounters he had with women last time were going to be difficult to repeat. Pat Morrison had r...nted out her unit so she was gone and presumably back in Washington. Even if she was here her husband would also be here so that was a no go. He had phoned Emily Walker and asked her out to dinner but she politely refused his invitation saying she was seeing someone and it was pretty serious. Rachel Woods was a possibility but he hadn’t yet tried. The maid loosened my halter-top and turned on the shower jets. All was simply wonderful. “Maam, I will be outside if you need anything” and left me in my own privacy. I had a lovely time soaping myself and playing with the shower massage. Wrapped in towels I returned to the bedroom to discover that my suitcases have been emptied and clothes put away. The maid said, “Hope you not mind, I took out this outfit for you to wear, we go to Maasai wedding. I hav to braid your hair, men no let you join. But she never gets the ultimate pleasure. She still feels the agony. But it excites her as well. SEE!!" NOW, Slut..I want you to read the rest of your letter to me. Read it out Loud," He growled.She flushed with shame. The words jerked out of her."....I.....i want him to see me as the whore he wants me to be, but only after you have enlarged my tits by some UNNATURAL means. I have....read..how he wants to display me to other men as the ultimate tit-harlot. Will you train me and make me that. She ask him if he was happy, all he could do is nod. He ask her if she was okay, she looked at me and said more that okay. Still looking at me, she told him she needed a minute to rest. He understood immediately. He came over to where I was sitting, and told me to get on all fours. I took the position on the bed. I felt his hand grab my pussy hard. I moaned a little as he slipped the tip of his finger into my soaking wet pussy. With his other hand he slapped my ass, at the same time driving his.