Fine. I should get going anyways. And I shouldn't be distracting you from your work." She stepped away from the counter, produced a pen and a slip of ...aper from her purse and started to jot down something. I only rolled my eyes. She really didn't know when to quit. After writing down the message, she flipped it over and slid it toward me. "In case you change your mind, here's my number. And please don't hesitate to call me."She then spun around on her heel and left, letting her hips sway,. “You're a good sissy, Martin Snow. Now what is your sissy name?”She filmed me all over. My cum-covered pantyhose cock, and my pantyhose feet. My body was shaking so much just from sheer excitement. My urges became too strong and I gave in for my sexual desires. I looked right at the camera and said “My name is Jennifer, Mistress!”I was feeling so sexy.“We are gonna make a little film, Jennifer...for my son! But first we need to clean you up!”She untied me. I looked at the clock on the wall and. I had 4 months in offsite before going to onsite. The strange part is there were no other Indians living in that town. I decided to text Vidya about the town, onsite and other responsibilities. As days passed, we became close knowing that we will spend some time onsite together.At times, she used to send some pictures of her where I could see her cleavage clearly. I am a man of lips and boobs. I love them very much. So finally I traveled onsite with a deep regret that I can not fuck my college. " Well, then, that should give us plenty of time to handle the entire past due amount," I said. "Would you like to get started or do you need a drink first?" Nah, I already had one at breakfast," she said. "You want something?" Not on the job, ma'am," I said. "May I sit down?" Sure, whatever," she said, as I knocked a pizza box onto the floor, scaring the cat back into the closet. "How do we do this?" Well, from my point of view, it's usually best to get started with a little striptease," I.