And water started to fall. She could see my hard penis from over my underwear. I showed as if I didn’t care. I asked if she took bath today. She sai... yes. Hmm.. I was a bit disappointed. Suddenly an idea struck me. I asked her and u put soap on my body. Before she could reply I gave the soaping her hand and took the candle and kept it on the window grill. As she came near me she also got wet because of shower. I told her to remove her sari. She said it’s all right. I sat of on the bathroom. The latest fashions from Ralph Lauren for mudding clash with my skin tone.’ I waited just long enough to be insulting, then smiled sweetly at him. ‘Sir.’ He laughed again. ‘I like you, Wright.’ I looked out of the passenger window. He pointed the Porsche down the highway heading west. He fiddled with the stereo and brought up some top forty stuff. I wrinkled my nose and thought the better of complaining. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, scratched his face, shifted in his seat. I. Well that IS a problem, Ian, and one that I shall take into consideration. Perhaps you just need to clear your head by, oh, say, having sex with another woman?’ All the breath left Ian momentarily as Dr. Aurora Pritchett reached up and unbuttoned the two or three buttons holding her blouse together, allowing him to see her ample tits straining inside a lacy bra. ‘Do you see anything that might help you regain your focus, Ian?’ ‘Uh … maybe, ma’am’ Ian was usually in such control with his. The feel of the light smooth skirts on my legs and the unrestricted movement that trousers don't provide usually left me quite excited.Some of this was noticed by Rohana, the head slave, who must have reported this to Princess Laila. The princess used to tease me and call me a sissy and such reports pleased her immensely.That I had become a complete slave was for sure. Every time I saw the princess I was to kneel down with my hands in front and touch my forehead to the floor. Then if permission.