Me: no….(she suddenly hard slapped me again)Kowsalya: tell the truth…. Every one knew our college and most of the people who came to the interview...today knew about this, many people had seen your pathetic cock thereMe : I put down my head and said “yess”, but how?Pathetic: you useless fool our company floor light clearly showed everyone there….Me I was crying she told me….Kowsalya: don’t worry looser, if you agree to become my slave you will get that job, because no one was selected who came. Started with single small details, as most of the great thinks starts. I used to be at her home for holidays and some weekends, in company of others, thinking about the hidden treasure that was under her lingerie, until one day...It was a sunny, hot day, we were talking about to go for a walk and do some shopping looking for a nice day of relax in her home. She was so persuasive and natural to invite me into her home, but I never suspect she was looking for anything else that a good evening, a. She told her name as Bhanu. She told me that it is her first time when she is going on date with someone except her husband. We decided a place to meet. It was a temple outside a city area where I told her that I will be waiting for her I white Alto car and she should come and sit in the back sit. It was the loneliest place in the city where we can meet and go further to some other room or hotel in nearby city and have the real encounter. I reached the place before 15 minutes and hid myself. It was common knowledge that she was the most “Boy Crazy” girl in the neighborhood but she wanted to get her anchor so bad to stay in the country that she was willing to give the local boys anything they wanted just to get a shot at a wedding license that was her key to permanent residency.I just remembered that I wanted to tell you about my night with my favorite American girl Tiffany’s mom Connie but didn’t have enough time when I started the story of the two sisters and their mother with the.