Sliding my hands upwards, I cupped both her full ripe breasts in my hands.“Today you will take a bath with me, Rani.” I said softly into her ears....he hesitated for a moment, before replying shyly “Yes saheb, as you wish. I had heard what Pushpa told you, today she is going to bathe you ... that’s why I...” leaving her sentence unfinished.“Don’t you want to bathe me?” I asked her in a mock stern tone.She dropped her head, and replied in a low voice “Not at all saheb. You’ll probably want to. "Hi, I'm Bob. Welcome!" Hi," the blonde girl replied. The other girl said nothing."What are your names?" I always like to know my customers by name. It puts them more at ease."I'm Melissa," said the blonde."Kelsey," softly said the brunette."How can I help you?"Melissa said, "Kelsey has..."Kelsey interrupted. "Melissa!" You said you want to," Melissa said to her friend.Kelsey opened her mouth but didn't say anything before shutting it.Melissa explained, "Kelsey is nervous." That's. Her taste was breathtaking. I was erect in an instant. Her hands were all over me. And then there were four hands. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her twin. But no, not her twin, her mother. She too was kissing on me all over. She moved around and traded off kissing with Christy. Sometimes she even kissed Christy instead of me. We shared each other, kissing and touching. The two pulled me up the stairs and over to a pallet that had been prepared ahead of time. It was in the shade of the house. Miss Bush called out, ‘Oh Billie… you forgot my card.’ She was holding it out as Billie returned grinning. ‘I apologize for being theatrical. I had no intention of leaving you until you were actually boarding. I pretended to walk off to trigger the response I wanted.’ ‘Well you are a very bright young woman. Now don’t be too long writing, do you hear.’ ‘No ma’am.’ ‘Please stop groveling and call me Celeste.’ CHAPTER 3 The biography of Celeste B. Bush, ‘From the Orphanage’ and published in New.