Are you?" "I was born in Argentina. I have been in Sir Henry's employ for many years. He has asked that I should be your confidante, should teach ...ou things you should know." "How many years, Carmen?" "I was Master James' nurse, when he was a boy, and now I shall take care of you." "Ah... thank you, Carmen. I'm sure we will be good friends." "You must trust me in every way, Mistress." "Ah...yes, of course, Carmen." "Now, you must be ready for your husband." A thrill of. "Hi, I'm Alesha Di Marco," she said shaking my hand. "Lola Hepold," I replied, mixing up my words. "Hepold?" Alesha asked, raising an eyebrow. "I meant Harold." I felt like such an fool in front of her. She giggled and smiled. "That's funny." She turned, bent down to lift up her suitcase and placed it on her bed. My eyes fixated on her perfectly rounded ass lustfully and I felt my dick coming to life as it formed a bulge in my pants. Not now, god damn it! I thought angrily. My hands quickly. "Oh? What is it?" she asked."In the future if you do end up spreading your legs for some other man you are not to lie to me about it or deceive me. You need to keep me informed about your dalliances." Don't worry baby, my cheating days are over." She kissed me."Please don't fool yourself. I don't think you have the will power to resist a good hard fucking." Sliding my hand down to her flat stomach I rubbed her belly. "So why don't you start at the beginning and tell me how you walked down the. My heart, my soul, is yours." With that she slowly prostrated herself in front of Nil, face to the floor, arms outstretched and crossed at the wrists."Do you wish to be his woman?" Makro asked softly."Yes!" came the muffled hiss."Why?" My body burns to be with him!" she cried. "I have nothing to give him except my body! I want nothing more than his pleasure!" So you would bed him because you feel grateful?" Makro mused. "Zolga, he doesn't want to just fuck you. He would know if you didn't.