"Take your skirt and blouse off girl, let me see you in your prettyundies."It was a nightmare, his words just fuelling my stupid submissive feelingand...creating an insatiable tingling in the head of my little penis. Thethought of having to do it for him was giving me an emotional hell, yet Iknew I had to do it. I took the skirt and blouse off, trying my best tobe blas? attempting to turn it into just another horrible chore in mymind and I sent him the picture.There was no reply this time, so. They had barely had achance to speak when Brittany returned with a tray of cheese, crackersand two glasses of white wine. Brittany stood there tray in handawaiting instruction. She hadn?t spoken one word since LouAnne arrived.?I hope you can stay for a light supper. Brittany here is a decentcook.??I?d love to if it?s no problem,? LouAnne replied.?My pleasure,? Tammy replied. ?We?ll eat at eight.? Brittany walkedaway.?So, did you call Divina?? Tammy asked taking a sip of wine.?Yes. Thank you for. The woman walked up to a limo and motioned for me to get in. I quicklydid, amazed that I did it in such a feminine way. I sat down with mylegs together and swung both inside, so I wouldn't flash anyone with mypanties. Mrs. Santone got in right after me and the driver closed thedoor before going around to get in himself."I know you're wondering what work you'll have to do for me. Let meease your mind, I'm not from an escort service or any such business. Ineeded a new maid and my husband said. Maybe that's why she always chose bastards to date, as they proved her point.Then you come along and get behind her defences. As you've probably noticed, she still tried to find anything to maintain her position, something to show that you were just like the others.'She paused to look at me for confirmation, which I gave with a nod.'She was quite annoyed that both her daughter and mother were telling her that she'd made a mistake. When she heard you'd been hurt, another instinct kicked in, that.