He stopped the shower and made Riya sit on the toilet seat. He took a towel and started wiping off water from her head. Was this the part of the job d...scription of this waiter or is it that we get ourselves into situations that leads to this. I have to seriously think about this when I am back home. Currently, I had to deal with the waiter. I politely told him thanks and told him that I will take over from here. He smiled but continued to drain of water from Riya’s hair. Riya was dripping wet. Then at the coffee, I met a school friend of mine who was with his wife and baby. He was surprised seeing me as a police officer as I was quite different in school. He complimented me on my physical transformation and fitness. He then turned to my mom and said “Oh ho! Namastey Bhabhiji! Aapse milke mazza aa gaya. Ayushman ye tho galat baat hai bhabhiji se kabhi milaya nahi. ” He mistook my mom for my wife.My mom tried to intervene and correct him but she let him continue. He then bid goodbye. He smiled as he saw that the attractive Ms Knight was seated to his right.“Okay,” he said. “What the hell is this – Cock-a-Leekie Soup? Is it made of cock? And Lavabread? You make bread out of lava?” he guffawed loudly.Tamara smiled “No, silly, Cock-a-Leekie is made from chicken, barley and leeks, topped with prunes. It originates in Scotland. Laverbread – with an 'r' – is a Welsh dish made from seaweed.”“Not bread, then?” asked Sachs, confused.“No. Not bread.” said Tamara.Not wishing to appear. I was rather horny at the sight of her but she chose not to notice it even though it was begging for attention. She then brought out bees wax, breast enlargements and other devices and said this was necessary… with a ball gag now in my mouth I couldn’t say no. A few hours of pain and arousal she untied me and I lay flat on the bed in the room.. I had some how formed breats.. 34 Cs! And was fully shaved along with large nipples and a blond wig fixed. I looked in the mirror and gasped! She then.