..*****I wish I could say that Aunt Anne and I had sex several times that night. But I can't. To be fair though, neither of us had had much sleep the ...revious night, and the intense but ambivalent emotions that had enveloped us after having sex in her bed just hours ago probably added to our blissful fatigue.I awoke gradually, conscious of a woman beside me. I was almost surprised to see that it was my dad's sister. Her body, clad in her ivory nightdress, was the proof I almost needed to. I folded the towels and then went out back into the kitchen. I heard something and went to the window – I saw Captain running, and I was then able to see a car come down the long drive way. I was there naked in my Mistress's kitchen and she was having someone come over? I wanted to see who it might be before I ran back into the bedroom to wake up my Mistress or grab something to wear (where were my clothes anyway? I have not worn anything since I peed on my clothes yesterday, and I did not see. Without wasting any further time, I will start now. This incident happened last week after I had posted a post on both Locanto and Facebook for massage services. After a few minutes, I had received a message from an unknown account on facebook asking about the service and details. She is the heroine of the story, Varsha (name changed). On further chatting, after giving all the required details and information to her and fixing the appointment I came to know that she was a middle-class housewife. "Woweither I was drinking doubles or it looks like I shouldn't have skippedlunch today ha ha!"Barb just smiled and we got in the car. We went to the next place, itwasn't in an area of town I was familiar with but Barb seemed to know herway around just fine. It was more of a sports bar type thing. Barb waslooking for her friends and told me to find a seat and she'll go find herfriends. So I grabbed a seat and two minutes later the waitress came bywith two drinks."They're from your friend,".