The next morning I heard a knock on the door, on opening the door I saw the dusky babysitter standing with her head bowed down, she looked up at me an... said – I have made some sweets for you. I invited her inside and made her sit on a chair and I sat opposite to her, she thanked me a hundred times for saving the kid, I asked her to tell me about herself. Her name was avanthika, she was from a village near Jaipur, she was staying with her whole family near the colony, and she worked from morning. He felt himself becoming erect as he reached in and felt the soft satiny material of his wife's soiled panties. Pulling them out he placed them on their bed and then moved to his special hiding place on the top shelf of their walk in closet. In the small box in the back he found what he was looking for, a pair of pink panty briefs with lace around the waist and leg openings. Jack took off his robe and pajama bottoms. His cock was now hard and pulsing with expectation of what was about to take. "Oh, my God!!! How could I have been so stupid as to leave that money where it could be found? Well, they had me now. All I could do was to confess and throw myself on the mercy of the court. "Dad, Mom, I am not involved in the drug trade in any way! I can tell you how I earned the money you found, but you are not going to like my story. To make a long story short, I am a professional gigolo! I have a string of customers who pay me from $200 to $250 every time I service them. I know that is not. C."Your wife Joan always had a Thing about the Middle East -- ArabianNights, Sheiks and their Harems, and all that, you know. All the whileyou spent enjoying a career as a successful writer, she spent studyingher favorite subject, reading books, learning the language, evencorresponding and networking with friends from what you laughinglycalled The Burning Desert. Once your career really hit big, though, andyou could relax and live off royalties, you consented to take her on anextended vacation.