I went to the loo. In the loo, while shitting i thought of rita and her sexy body. She was good and the thought of having sex with her sent a quiver t...rough my dick. Anyway, i thought it was a very long shot.I was reading the papers in my parlor, sitting on my mattress, when rita walked in with a broom in her hand. She bent down, pulling her sari to the knees and started sweeping the floor. Her hitched up sari offered a tantalizing glimpse of her feet and i noticed she had silver kankans on her. But does that make me happy. I never have time to spend the money I make. Sure the apartment was lovely. Exclusively furniture, for sure nice to look at but almost never used for its purposes.Well except for the bed. The only investment I've made that actually had come to use. And it has probably saved me. I would never had made it through the nightmarish workdays without the rest I got during my hours in the bed.It's Friday and I actually don't need to work at all this weekend. All my projects. I hope she didn't mind being on display while I held her, because it appeared that she still didn't have any underwear. "I hope being pregnant doesn't ruin your sex drive." No, Captain. I can still work and do my job." And your job is... ?" Keeping you happy, according to Diana, and having lots of children, according to Ginger. I can combine the two, can't I?" Yes ... yes, I think you can combine those jobs just fine. However, you're trying to keep me from my duty. You aren't an alien spy, are. " But that's nonsense," Marla protested. "There's no such thing." Oh, dear. It seems the 'Age of Reason' has caused most mortals to forget all about the magical arts that helped humanity so well for so long. My name is Fay, Marla, and I'm here to help you. You know that ring you found today? It's a magic ring. When you stroked it, you summoned me. Now, how can I help you?" Well, Fay," Marla replied, "I'm not the pretty young lady I used to be. I'm old, I'm alone, I have no grandkids, I'm stuck.