?She started to cry with big sobs and hands over her face. I looked up at her and saw that she was truly distressed.She gasped between sobs, "I never ...anted it to end like this!"What to end?I again felt great guilt - I had invaded mothers private space, broken her rules, and in the process, found out something about her that I should never have known. If there was anyone at fault, it was me. Was it my business if mom was a slut or even a whore or not? And my inquisitiveness at peeking into her. Brown bowed his head and softly added. "Who can resist the will of God?"Bindu, taking a deep breath, added. "May God rest her soul."A few minutes later they arrived at Bindu's new apartment. To her pleasant surprise, Mr. Brown carried her luggage as they rode the elevator up to her 10th floor apartment. "Good luck at your new job, Ms. Bindu. I am sure you will do well working here in New York. I must go now. Mr. Ebbeler is expecting me. Oh, do you know where the company offices are?" No, Sir. I. This night I was wearing my light blue suit and a rich Japanese man caught my eye. Sitting next to him at the bar I could tell he wanted me. His hands occasionally sliding underneath my skirt. Me trying my best not to let Mama san notice I let him reach further until he was rubbing my pussy. Finally I get off work at 1 am and I get a text to meet him at a hotel and to not change clothes.I took a cab to this hotel he was staying at and immediately he grabs me and is all over me. I noticed. I saw her computer sitting on a desk in the far corner. Her Queen Size bed with its giant canopy was so impressive. She had told me many stories of the frolicking she had done on that bed. I could see scuff marks on the large wooden corner posts."I bet that is from the handcuffs she allows her lovers to use. I wish I had the courage to allow a man to do that to me," I thought as I imagined myself spread eagled and bound to the bed.Just as I was about to leave her bedroom I noticed a sheet of.