The smell of the greasy finger food is both strong and mouth-watering, a testament to how they arrived fresh and ready to eaten. With how much food th...t’s been delivered and set into the room, Jamie looks down in shock as she can feel herself growing fatter already as 30 lbs pile onto her frame, her hips spreading just a little wider, her belly plumping a little fuller.“W-wait, is this how the second hand fattening works? The smell?” she asks aloud, looking up wide-eyed to see the much heavier. I did not look bad and as I was small asmost Indians are and slim(Mistress always insisted I keep in shape),with makeup I did not look so bad after all. I was certainly passable,if I had a bit more longer hair. As I opened the bathroom door, I thought if I had gone a bit overboardand what she would think as she had not told me to wear makeup. As Islowly stepped into the bedroom, I heard her exclaim 'OH MY!!!! COMECOME LET ME SEE YOU' I slowly walked towards her blushing red, shelooked me over. " Tradition," repeated Sally with a slightly mocking edge to her voice. What did she care about tradition? She was a thoroughly modern woman who had no time for outdated fripperies at all: even though she lived in a city that was steeped in a thousand years of academic history. All around her were buildings from the nineteenth and twentieth centuries and some even older than that. She frowned and then beckoned towards the maid on duty. It was the black one with the skinny legs. "Pour the both. He called the house and told Milena that he would stay in London overnight. He found a department store where he purchased a small bag, a change of underwear, a shirt and basic toiletries for the night. Whilst he was well-to-do he nevertheless saw no point in staying at some of the plush hotels in Whitehall. It took just two phone calls to find a simple room at a simple hotel in Kensington. The price was still outrageous for the dingy, ill-appointed room that was facing a busy street. He.