She said no worries dear. I will handle myself . I left home around 9 clock in the morning , came to bus stand and waited for the bus but unfortunatel... no buses came so one old fellow came and asked me “ are you going somewhere? “ I said “yes”. He said mole today there is sudden strike has been called up in town due to some local issue. So probably no buses may come. I was like very disappointed, I thought I will give a try at least ill get any Auto so that I can reach home. 2-3 Autos came to. I knew that he was also trying to distract me when one of the waitresses was cleaning and sewing the wound in my left hand. It hurt, but I didn’t mind the pain, since I felt that I had deserved it and much more. On the other hand, it reminded me that I was still alive while those men weren’t. Somewhere there, hidden, was also the thought that that wound and coming scar would be a trophy. Something that would remind me of this very battle. The first one where I had been really able to use the. I picked up the nylons and saw it was black Wolford’s, and under them there was a white thong. I took the thong up to my face, and took some big sniffs. Ooh boy, I could have exploded just there, but luckily I did not! I was so freaking horny and started licking the thong all over. Her sweet pussy juice just tasted so great. I then bent down to take the pantyhose and smelled them too. Again, I inhaled the odour from her toes. Oh my god, this women had the smell of an angel! I put the pantyhose. If you’re serious, though, what you served last night must have been the finest meal ever prepared on this planet!”“I really did work hard at it. I wanted it to be as perfect as I could make it,” Molly continued. “And I even took a leaf from your book: I served it to him on my knees, wearing that uniform you described to me, just a collar and cuffs.”She paused for a moment and added, “It was a very fine dinner, too. The best I have ever prepared. It started around nine last night, and I served.