Then mom walked in and saw me sitting on her bed and had obviously noticedI was wearing makeup. She signalled to me to get off the phone. I said aquic... goodbye to Aubrey, trying at the same time to think of anexplanation for my mom."Well, don't you look pretty, did you want to look nice if Teresa and hermother come round?" she said looking closely at me."No mom, I guess I felt that as you want me to model girl clothes all thetime I might as well look like a girl," I replied, it didn't. “Have you two seen Tabitha before.”Didn’t you realise that we had a video call with her when we first arranged this visit. I always prefer them as they seem more personal than voice only. So yes I know what a pretty girl your partner is though she was far too overdressed.”“It was England in autumn of course I wasn’t doing topless Skype.” I realised that Tabitha knew these two rather better than I had realised. When we got to the villa we dumped our stuff and were immediately lured to the. She was thrilled by my action. I was still hard and then I made her lie on the bed on her back and came on top of her face. I was in such a position that my penis was just above her lips and my ass hole was just above her neck. I quickly put my erected penis in her mouth and started thumping her throat.At the same time I was pressing her nipples as hard as I can and she was busy sucking my cock. I was also fingering her pussy in between. The taste of her salty piss was still on my head and lips. Rough translation: human servant.That's what he's been reduced to, Richard Brookbank's personal fuckingslave.He daren't imagine what indignities she'll make him suffer through thecourse of the night.And the next night, and the next...Who the hell gave the order for her to be assimilated into the Sunny Hollowhive? Which genius failed to figure out that by being thrust into a bodyYvette de Monnier had inhabited, Richard might very well have inherited hergift? What kind of surveillance team were.