"Helen’s breath hitched. She could think of one reason why she was supposed to put on the mask. Still, she didn’t question the motive. "Okay," she...agreed breathlessly."Oh, and by the way, keep the cucumber in." Okay, I will." That should be ‘I will, Mistress’ if we want to do this right."The thought alone was outrageous, to address a girl young enough to be her own daughter as mistress, but Helen was too far into this perverted little game to care. A tingle resonated all through her body when. He was unable to satisfy himself. Now he just wanted to make his granny his whore. One day, He came to her room.Dhruv: Today, I will give you a bath.Granny: Huh?Dhruv did not wait for her reply and left. When she was bathing, Dhruv opened the door and came inside. she was shocked and tried to cover her naked body with a towel.Dhruv: We are in the bathroom. Why are you trying to cover yourself?He insisted on washing her back, but she hesitated. Dhruv became a little forceful and started washing. They saidtheir names were Mr. Madobe Hamza and Mr. Jangeli Mursal from KismaayoSomalia. They said they realized they were early for the package but hadsome other business in the area and wondered if you would have time tosee them on such short notice?"The two men were in reality Paul Baker and Ron Washington two localBlack men that Madam used in her training and for personal enjoyment.They were part of the ruse to push Jolene into becoming the sissy hiswife wanted of him. "Oh, yes that is. Directly across the street from the Liseberg, is STUK Manufaktur, where Colleen and Rebecca shopped for all sorts of new clothing. Their hours of browsing resulted in fabulous gifts for Mr. Bell and Millie, Maggie, Sherrie, Jerry, and Jennifer, as well as the ladies in Colleen's office and the gals who worked for Rebecca before she retired.When suppertime finally arrived, we walked down Gothenburg's street of restaurants, the Haga Nygata. It was pretty much all Nordic food, but we found a.