I practiced these lessons on my Mistress as well as her friends. I was often circulated at the gatherings as a giver of pleasure.When I was sixteen, I...learned how to drive and also how to shop. Charlotte taught me these lessons. We began shopping together for both food and clothes.I was living my life always dressed as a woman. I had not worn pants since my mother's funeral. I had no fear going out dressed as a woman. My makeup skills had been taught to me by experts, as had my fashion sense. I. Arriving home I parked the car on the back lawn and instructed my slave girl to fetch the camera and to remove her bra, nickers and both vibrators before returning, meanwhile I prepared a bucket of soapy water and the foam sponge used for washing the car. When Jan returned she was instructed to wash the car whilst I took some pictures, before long she was put into different poses with the soapy sponge, I took one from the front of the car with her bending over the bonnet sporting a very sexy. "Yes!" she said, with more determination this time. "I'll give you good money for them, if... they turn out to be what you say they are."Max looked around carefully, as if afraid of being heard. "Well, now, little lady, maybe we might have something to talk about." He had a hard time not laughing at the look of sudden relief on Pam's innocent face. Oh, you simple little cunt! he thought to himself, but continued to play the game, looking around again as if he suspected that they were being. Pichli baar tumne khud kab kharida tha” ammi ne mujhe pucha.“Yaad nhi hai mujhe.”“Hamesha tumhare abbu hi late hai. Aur tum yahan mujhe nanga karke maze lete ho” ammi muskurate hue boli.Mein utha aur abbu ko pyaar se gale laga liya. Abbu ne dheere se mere kaan mein bole, “Iski awaaz mujhe mere kare mein sunai deni chahiye.” Ammi ye sumne ke sharmate hue dusri aur palat gai.Abbu sone chale gae aur hum dono dusre room mein chale gae. Raat ke 1 baj rahe the. Bed ke bazu wale table par teeno condom.