.. so I usually say no."I gasped. "That's worse than terrible..." Janie squeaked and I heard abit of a sob.Ivy looked down on me. "No more comments li...tle girl. If you haveanything else you think, store it in your head and keep it there untilwe get home." She went back to putting the new diaper on Janice andgave her a hug when she was done. "We'll get him to realize you make abetter big girl than a baby at some point I promise!" Thanks Ivy..." she said as she was placed on the ground. Janice. Her eyes were still straight ahead at the (now closed) door, unable to track down to where my face was, close to eye level to those magnificent globes. ‘I bet you are wondering how I have this power over you.’ She didn’t respond. Excellent! ‘I’m sorry, that wasn’t a direct question. Are you wondering how I have this power over you?’ ‘Yes, my Lord.’ ‘I bet you are. Have you ever heard that humans only use a fraction of their brain, and that scientists have no clue as to the full potential of. Mark…Mark! Im up here Mom yelled Sorry, I was miles away Well give me a hand with this She squeezed her tits as she walked off. I followed her, my eyes glued to her ass Right would you load the washing machine for me? she asked Sure I said and crouched down in front of her, her huge tits swaying above me. She started handing me her dirty laundry, Bras, panties, thongs, she didnt care she just kept passing them to me. I noticed her tits were a 38DD! When Id finished, I walked over behind her,. Had answered all my questions, shared some more information, and had gotten some of the prostitutes to talk to me. Most of the prostitutes I interviewed said pretty much the same thing. They got into this business because they had no choice or they were too poor, so on and so forth.The one interview that stuck in my head and got me thinking was with a woman named Padma. She actually seemed to enjoy what she was doing. She was not really from an extremely poor family or small village. She had.