"We all have our secrets." I didn't want you to find out," she murmured. "Not like this." She rubbed her face with her hands. "I thought you'd be shoc...ed. I didn't want to scare you off." I'm not shocked." Sam paused for a moment as he considered the accuracy of that statement. "Okay, I'm a little bit shocked," he admitted, "but not in a bad way. And you haven't scared me off; I just didn't know you were into that sort of thing."It took a few minutes of gentle encouragement, and the pouring of. . after couple of days, I referred her in my company. I asked her to prepare well. Next day my wife went to her home town for some function and asked Pinky to take care of me. On the same day Rakesh was on trip. After I reached home, Pinky was waiting for me. I changed my dress, started to watch TV. Heard door bell, when I opened it was Pinky standing with some dishes with handful. One of the dishes was about to fell she said “thoda madad keejiye”, I took one of the vessels in her hand while. I took some delicious time in gliding the sheer stockings up my legs and over my thighs. My shaking fingers struggled with the hooks on the suspenders, and then smoothed the tiny triangle of lace over my by-now throbbing pubic mound. I sat at the dressing table and brushed my hair. All the while I thought of what this must this feel like with a camera clicking away with every move ? The final addition was a pair of high heels, which I noticed in her photos, that Zoe informed me was de rigeur. It was still a weird feeling to have a strange woman stand there watching me pee while she waited for me to finish so that she could pee into me. That cup was jammed with dollar bills and someone had started a new cup with a couple of dollars in it.The band had taken another break between sets, and it had become quiet again."How long is the line for me?" I asked one of the women who came to use me, since conversation was possible once again."The line for you is about 20 people." Holy shit! How.