I’m a full blooded Mexican, and damn proud! Straight from the beautiful state of Sinaloa, where the ladies are not only beautiful… They are danger...us hahaha… I’ve always been labeled the “black sheep” of the family, mainly because I’m a free spirit. I come from a very traditional family. The girls are supposed to be well mannered, abstinent until marriage, semi-educated, and ready to get married at a young age and start popping out babies like rabbits. Now, even though that sounds fabulous!. I must have lapsed into sleep because the next thing I am aware of is waking again. I can see this time, and I am lying on a soft white bed. My wrists and ankles are restrained, but I am not gagged, and my restraints are not tight. I try to sit up, but there is not enough play in the cuffs on my wrist and I fall back down onto the bed. A young woman enters the room, and I notice that her thin shift barely conceals her breasts and shapely form. She smiles, and when she speaks I realize I. The thing is she never allowed me to see her face (or even her assets during the chat) so I was blind on her appearance. Yet I had an imaginary picture of her that she is fair or even dusky. She is chubby with good size of boobs to fondle and hand full size of ass to grab. She was from Delhi and I am from Chennai even though we want to meet each other it’s not going to happen just like that. We have to plan on it. So after a while, I insisted her for a meet. Initially, she resisted later she. Wood carving was no more than a hobby. On the other hand, carpentry was close and he ought to be able to make some money even as an apprentice. Steven found him a job with a small but locally well known firm of furniture makers where he would learn the skills of the trade rather than just running wood through machines. He enjoyed it and it helped that his boss was a United fan.Without fail he would see Polly at least twice a week and she became a regular visitor to the Hardacre house. Whenever.