Her eyes were still unfocused, her mind barely aware of where she was -- only that she was next to her sister. Her mistress. Her owner.Poor little ric... girls, Cindy and Linda. Daddy passed away when they were only two, not even a memory in their heads, known only by his appearance in the family photos, and the big portrait hanging over the fireplace mantle back home, in the family mansion. Mama had no time for them, being always away on some trip, whether for one of her many charitable causes. The bathroom and the toilet were 'Glamourooms' as they advertise in the Parryware ads. This was the first time that I stayed in an expensive hotel, without my hubby! Madhu asked me whether I would like to go to the restaurant for dinner or should we order room service; and, suggested that it would be better to have dinner in the room, possibly after gulping a mug or two of good beer. I thought for a while, and wanted to have the thrill of doing so... and I accepted her proposal. (I later. Occasionaly one of the Alaytions will train their daughter before they sell them, thinking they will get a better price," the man said."Give her the standard training course," the woman said and walked out of the room."Please! Please, I have been trained new master," Jennifer yelled."Shut your face!" a man said and wacked her on the back of the head with some sort of a club."Obviously not well enough. We'll have to fix that," a second female voice said."Well Sasha, you know what to do with. The previous three nights had been repeats of Monday, with Clarissa phoning me after her mom had thought she’d gone to bed. I also got a lot more saucy photos from her during the week. On Thursday night, before we said goodbye, she’d asked why I hadn’t sent her any photos of me. I duly obliged—much to her textual delight.Lily’s father opened the door. The last time I’d seen him was just before I passed out in the bathroom at The Halloween Ball.“Paul, right? Come on in. Lily’s still getting.