“That... that would be fine,” I answered.“I’ll be wearing a dark blue and yellow Kurti,” she said. “Sunita says that you like our traditio...al wear and I’ll have a Bindi too!”She had me stammering once again. “Th... that will be fine. But what is a Kurti?”“It’s what you might call a shirt dress,” she explained. “Our men wear a Kurta which is like a long collarless shirt.”“I see,” I responded. “Well, I’m sure that you’ll look very... nice in it.”“I hope so. Sunita says that you are a man of taste. , my Battery Operated Boyfriend.She worked for a Glitzy Woman's magazine that had suddenly changed into more of a gossip sheet rather than a fashion statement. The main entrance was all glass and tile and the females who clicked by on six-inch heels were attired in cutting edge finery that was just short of downright scandalous.I followed two teenaged girls up in the elevator who didn't look like they were wearing any panties and wanted everyone to know just how daring they were by constantly. His hands between my legs and over my panty made space to reach, rub and finger my pussy. Ajay pulled off my panty and kissed my clean shaved pussy. Then he left me and walked to the balcony.Ajay came back with a handful of icicles. He knelt and stuffed much of icicles in my pussy! I was tickled and then he licked my pussy. I could sense icicles liquefying in my pussy and flowing out.My student’s tongue over and inside my pussy was making me moan. The first time, I enjoyed my pussy stuffed with. So come over here so we can discuss your situation.” I walked over to the couch and stood in front of her. “I feel disappointed in you. I have had to open the door when people come and visit, you are forgetting to help serve the meals, and you haven’t been keeping the car cleaned.” She said. “What do you have to say about this?” “I will do a better job, ma’am.” I said, role-playing the part. “You better do a better job, otherwise I will fire you.” “Please don’t fire me.” I said. “How can I make.