If she somehow see me, then I have an excuse to tell that I am not feeling well. But fortunately she didn’t saw me and I reached home and opened wit... my key and went upstairs.She came back after half an hour and by around 12 noon, Rambo came. So far everything went on as I expected. She usually cleans the room in the morning before her market trip. After that she won’t come upstairs. So the whole day, I can hide in my room. I stood on the corner of stairs from where I have a view of verandah.. I yelled louder. The staring man's chest was visibly rising and falling now. We had stirred something in the observer. Reese did not look at the man, but I knew he was aware that the show we were putting on was causing a visible reaction. He continued to flog my chest and then moved down to my pussy. "Stand up," Reese barked at me. I stood up immediately. He got up from the chair and had me switch places with him. I started to sit in the chair when he corrected me. "Kneel on the chair facing. I threw the boxers I was wearing into the big bag and took a last long cleansing shower. When I came out Sergio was scurrying around the room. ‘Good morning. I took the liberty of bring you some breakfast.’ ‘Thanks, I didn’t think there was room service this morning.’ I replied. ‘There isn’t but a friend in the kitchen helped.’ Sergio busied himself attaching large neon orange tags to the bags by the door. My clothing for the day was laid out on the bed. I dropped the towel and exposed my ass. ”“Oh. I see, I guess.”“Do you do it in your pants a lot though?” another girl asked.“Miss Joanne makes me all the time when I look at Her photos,” I said, feeling very naughty to do so and getting excited again.“Really?” Miss Joanne said, “that’s amazing, I’m flattered!”“What, you do it in your pants just looking at photos, Her photos?” another girl asked, incredulous. “I worship Her, She’s a goddess,” I said, looking at Miss Joanne and away again. I loved it that I’d told Her. That was my.