Her looks gave me some strange feeling. Like “did I fell in love with my bhabhi.” then we have exchanged our smiles and shake hands. So I felt it ...as wrong to think like that bevause I was at my bro’s wedding I shouldn’t think like that. Later I and niharika were talking for while. And later I became busy is wedding work n all. When the wedding was ended. In function hall itself, we were sitting and talking at the mandapa. I was alone sitting in the 3rd row of chairs arrangement. And I was. She would quickly begin to realize, as I did...she was now a very different woman.Together Jamal and I checked on our baby. All was well so we went directly across the hall to my room leaving both doors open so I could hear little Dickson if he need me in the night. Jamal quickly showed me how loving he could be. He was attentive to my every need and desire, spoken or unspoken. We showered together, he dried me carefully from top to bottom, literally, and we made our way into the large bed.. I rinsed her down and eased her forward to wash her back. Her legs are long and slim and she has lovely feet.“OK, you miserable old cow,” I said. “Let’s do those private parts.”“You are a saucy bitch,” she said, laying back and closing her eyes. She bent her knees so her legs parted and I soaped the cloth well and gently pushed it under her and began. She shuddered and a small gasp came from her. I looked up and she had her bottom lip between her teeth and her eyes closed. I smiled. I. Or Daeyoon. No need for anything else. Beyond that, call your slaves whatever you wish. I certainly plan to,” Kim grinned now.“Good, that’s settled. Now, we’ll need house rules, rules for public conduct or behavior, rules for breeding, and a clear understanding that all slaves belong to all Masters, I think,” I proposed now.“Yes, I think that makes sense. Seong can still serve me, but she is also yours, and the same with Henry and Farah toward us. And then there’s Melissa, but she belongs to.