Her figure was astute as she stood at 5’4 with a long torso, her Louboutin heels gave her the added illusion. Her breasts seemed to be a cup C and g...netically like Shivani she had a huge butt. She looked like Shivani’s older sister.It looked like Anjali was with someone, not that I and Arjun ever spoke about it. However, she always looked like she is dressed to impress.After finishing our coffee we hung around the lounge for an hour. Then we set out for Arjun’s house. Anjali was just leaving. The kind of person who was kind and considerate to everyone, and who would never hurt a fly. Neither would he ever step out and ever boldly do anything he was even tempted to do. No matter how much he may have wanted to. For quite some time now, Gayleen and I had seen him on occasion looking over at Marjorie whenever he came through the warehouse at night. He was constantly looking at her through puppy dog eyes. Easily half her age, he still found her, for whatever reason, the obvious love of. I led her to our apartment and as soon as we got inside I tried to apologize and to talk her out of whatever she had planned. She just glared at me, which made it even worse.“She ordered me to take her to our bedroom and she started taking her clothes off. I remembered promising you that I’d be nice to her. But I was really terrified.“While Judy was taking her clothes off I didn’t know where to look. I tried not to watch her. But my eyes kept coming back to her. I was surprised at how sexy she. ” “Are you serious, Ashley? You can’t paint your own nails?” “I can, but its way easier to have someone do it for you, someone who doesn’t have a choice.” “You’re taking this a little too far, Ashley, yeah we have to be nice to you for a while but this is ridiculous, turning us into slaves for your amusement? Who does that? Don’t you have that group of ditsy girls who love to do this kind of stuff for you?” “Yeah, I do, but they’re not here. Don’t think of it as slavery, more like.