I won’t hurt you.’ I had no underpants, naked and vulnerable, I bowed before my goddess. ‘Will you do something nice for me?’ she lulled. ‘Y...s, anything.’ ‘Remove my panties?’ ‘If you want,’ I said in a low voice, so quiet I scarcely heard it myself. She raised her bottom from the ground, and I awkwardly grasped the elastic waistband. As I lowered the flimsy material down her legs and exposed her, my heart pounded so loudly, I was sure she could hear. When the garment was finally discarded on. A new one always meant being cautious, but it also set the Thakur’s pulse racing that there was a new woman to possibly take. Today he was being given personal attention by Laju. She was one of the older more experienced hands. She would never come to his bed but her fingers were magic and she never left the Thakur short of excitement in the bathing area. Here, nothing was off limits, provided the Thakur maintained the decorum of not asking her to his bedroom. That was the tacit understanding. I nodded, unable to form words. She bit her lower lip, a habit I found delightful. You re a good kisser, she said, still whispering. So are you, I said. She giggled, then rose up on her toes again. I rushed to kiss her again, to have her tongue back in my mouth. I pulled her ass, pulling her to me, and began to lift her. She put her arms round my neck as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Our faces were level now, and we began to kiss more passionately. Oh, Daddy, she crooned as my kisses. Wear your hat, and wear a jacket, so it looks like you might be packing.”“Do I need to?”“You got a piece? Even better. Yeah, strap on before you meet me. You won’t need it, but the bulge in your jacket will show him we mean business. He knows I got a piece, but seeing a second person with one might just shake things loose.”“When and where?”“Tonight. About 9:30pm. Meet me at this address. You can walk,” he said, handing me a scrap of paper.I took the piece of paper and memorized the address,.