She was wearing a black short skirt,a corsett type of top, a dog collor with spikes and a small leather cap. I damn near cum in my pants at that. She ...aled over to me and sit down next to me, thus pinning me in so could not get out of the booth without her getting up and letting me out.She didnt beat around the bush, She just said," I want to be your Bitch."This was way out of anything I expected.A thing about me is that I am a Biker, and her being my "Bitch" will have a differant meaning, so I. To say that Vijay was excited about the new life before him would be an understatement and he was on the next plane out of Toronto heading for Bangalore. Once he landed in Bangalore, he took a cab to the village of Abalavadi and his Uncle’s – or rather his – house. It turned out to be an old manor with a beautiful garden and a mature house keeper. Valliammal Durai, or Valli, as she preferred to be called was black and a homely mature woman. She greeted him at the door with a big smile, a little. Those women were mainly younger than me, but then I was only in my early thirties. It never happened and as I got older so the women I fantasised about were my own age and then it moved to them being younger than me.So when I saw sixteen-year-old Lauren and heard her so-strict voice, it was easy to settle upon her. Of course, all the time I knew it wouldn’t happen, but then it was a fantasy that I used to play over in my mind when I was alone. It helped that Lauren had the most fantastic figure. I understand that some things you were not allowed to tell me, but you never even acknowledged me when you would come home at all hours. You rarely spoke, and when you did, it was only simple greetings. I know you are not seeing another woman, but I feel like you are. When I tried to bring it up to you last night, you just kept looking off into the distance like you were on some other planet. How are we supposed to have a healthy relationship when I am trying to hold up both ends by myself?.