Gemma and Deb were busy making steps using some old quarry stone and chippings and soil. They were about halfway down so I started helping them.Gemma ...as wearing black ¾ leggings and a little red top that she’d pulled down along with her bra straps so that she wouldn’t have any white lines. Deborah had turquoise shorts on with a matching coloured little strappy top which she too had pulled down to stop her having white lines. She must have had a strapless bra on because I couldn’t see any. I thought she was angry but she giggled and said, there is no milk in it.So I took the advantage and pulled the other nipple now. She giggled again and said it’s tickling her and I’m very naughty but I should get ready soon for the puja. When she was drying my penis and balls she took extra attention and care for them and smiled at me. I said “from now onwards I want you for my oil bath and not grandma because I like your nipples”. She smiled and kissed my forehead and I hugged her and kissed. She stared at me, she looked me over. I gave a weak smile while she lustfully glared. She watched me finish and handed me a towel. I toweled off for her. She led me to a table and reached for a studded leather collar. As she put it on, I was instructed not to speak or my other option was a ball gag she pointed to. I started shaking as she clipped a chain to the collar and led me downstairs to the shop area. The woman decided to grab the ball gag anyway. She led me around a curtain behind the. ”“Tantra,” I corrected him.“Yeah, that’s it. They get all in the women’s heads and make them have like hour-long orgasms and shit. I can’t believe Jude would do that to you, bro. You sure?”“No, not really,” I explained. “It’s just a suspicion at this point. But, that’s why I’m so distracted. I’m spending more time worrying about what Jude is up to than working on this case.”“What’s this mother fucker’s name? I’ll go pay him a visit and teach him not to mess with married women.”“Marcel Beaufils,.