We were cold and got out of our wet clothes in the dark tent and I crawled naked in my sleeping bag to get warm .She put on one of my tshirts and was ...reezing so she asked if she could get in my sleeping bag with me to get warm . I told her that I was naked but she said that was ok because she really needed to get warm and we could share body heat . So unzipped my sleeping bag enough for her to get in with me as she got in she had to slide down my body and I could feel her naked ass against me. I am a whore, an appliance. I exist to receive your cock in whatever orifice of my body you choose to put it in. I have no right to refuse a male's requests or demands, and will gladly submit to whatever sexual---" That's fine!" barked Mr Rosen. "Now lay across the mahogany desk over there and assume the position!"Knowing exactly what he meant, I obediently walked over to the desk and lay down lengthwise upon it. It wasn't long enough to accomodate the full length of my nude, enslaved body, but. You might even want to investigate making military clothing for the U.S. or any country that's willing to pay in gold." Good idea, Steve, I'll get right on that. While Venezuela is making all kinds of threatening gestures, I'll be selling them uniforms, neat idea. I'll bet we can even get some Iranian orders. It will be fun exporting to everyone who needs uniforms. That, sir, will be recession proof. What else are you keeping to yourself to spring on me? More women? More boats? More. The house was located adjacent to their farm land and consisting of many small huts and I was allotted one and the family was headed by Shankar aged 40 and his wife jayamma 35 and their son santhosh aged 10, who was studying in a boarding school in Trivandrum.Shankar was having nearly 20 acres of land and a very rich farmer in the locality and well respected too.Since it was a village not well developed and culturally stoic I could see all the women labourers wearing a lungi and blouse only and.