” I didn’t tell her that I was extremely close with my mom and had a mental breakdown after she died. We were quiet until we arrived at my place. ...��This is it, you can drop me off at the gate,” I said pointing at the big black gate at the end of street. She parked near the gate and turned off the car, “Are you sure you gonna be okay?” she looked concerned. “Don’t worry I, I’ll be fine. Drive safely, I will see you tomorrow at school.” She looked at me one last time and then started the car and. My eyes went wide at the object because I had asked what I would be wearing around company and this was what she showed me.“You’ll have this on 24/7 unless I tell you otherwise,” she told me to stand up and intended to lock it on me.I stood up instinctively but I was in shock and dismay. “Wait? What? How will I go pee? How will I you know? Have sex? Aren’t we going to have to sex?” I didn’t want this thing on me 24/7 and I was horrified that she DID.“Again with the unsolicited questions? I told. Since we had two different majors at college, we had different school hours in different days, that was why we had to walk each alone to school most of the time, My name is Heba, being a soft hearted, sensitive girl, I have always loved flowers a lot, a nice flower place on the road to school has attracted my eye sight all the time, enough for me to stop and watch for a few minutes each time.What had my interest there, was the flower man who was in his late forties, or early fifties, a nice man. Any girl/woman of any age from hyd can contact me for my service at for a perfect sexual experience. Identity will be kept a secret.Well, coming to the story after having my crazy experience with my client she asked me to visit her next day also i promised and left to my house… Next day as i promised i was on my way to her house. In 20min i reached there and entered her house and called her name sanju….sanju…Within a min her maid came and told that madam had left for office for urgent business.