All were riddled with dust which was rubbing off on my body. I was sweating at one point after taking down kilos and kilos of weight when Shanti took ...ne end of her saree’s pallu and dabbed the sweat off my face, armpits, and arms, and back.I felt a little ticklish and one polybag full of dusty old books just tripped off my hands spreading dust all around my body and now even my jeans (which I had initially been careful of not dirtying). I started patting my jeans to get the dust off but it. "In here little one."Adi turned to her left and entered the dimly lit room. At the far end, Wendy stood near the fireplace warming her hands. For the first time, Adi was able to study her Mistress, she was a lot taller than Adi, with dark, piercing eyes, and long blonde hair, her breasts appeared to be somewhat smallish. A deception, perhaps, as the white man's shirt she wore did little to emphasize them. Her waist and hips were trim, and set off nicely by her short, though not too short,. I breathed in the scent from his side of the bed and Iknew for sure I was smitten. This was not good. My dress and things werefolded neatly on the chair in the bedroom, and a note had been taped toit. "I had to go into work early, Sorry. There's Corn Flakes in thekitchen if you're hungry. Lock the door on your way out. I'll talk toyou later. -P"He'd talk to me later? I guess that means he didn't regret it so muchthat he was cutting me out of his life. At least it wasn't a punch in. 'Dave . . . !' she said warningly, but her tone lacked any real conviction and he continued with what he was doing. 'Keep taking pictures,' he murmured. 'Make sure you get Julie sucking Nick's cock.' She giggled. 'You don't mind that your wife is sucking my husband's dick?' 'Not at all,' he grinned. Julie abruptly let go of me and stood up to kick off her skirt. Like Maggie, she wasn't wearing underwear and when she knelt along the seat and looked back over her shoulder at me, her.