," Mark paused here to get his words correct, "slave per say you are my ... personal assistant to take care of me and assist in any thing I do. Fourth... I will NOT stay here, I have contracts with nearby systems and I will not break them, I have the repair bots working and all protection is in place, plus a few surprises I added."Mark took a deep breath, his jaw was tired, he wasn't used to talking this much and he didn't think he would ever get used to it. Nissie jumped up as Mark eyed her as. " 'Ere, you can't go treating me like this," protested Harry, trying -and failing - to shake off the iron grip of those holding him, "youain't the bleedin' rozzers." You have no conception of what we can and cannot do," said, Virginia,indicating the old ledger and the small stone statuette on the desk infront of her. The latter was an ugly looking thing, a crude stonecarving of a voluptuous, very large-breasted woman."What...what is that?" Pick it up, please." Why?" asked Harry, looking at the. Please don't stop. I've never seen anything like this before." I looked at Tammy. Her face was beet red. She was breathing heavy. And without warning, she reached around, unsnapped her bra, and let it fall to the floor. I was standing there, staring at those amazingly fucking sexy boobs. Firm, round, big for a teenage girl, and the little nipples protruding. I put my mouth on one, cupped the other boob, and started sucking. "Oh fuck. Oh God. Don't stop. Please. Don't stop. That feels so good,". There were two gorgeous sexy females. Barsa changed to transparent white nightee this time she was not wearing any bra or panties. My wife was wearing churidar with out panties. I was wearing only lungi I was naked waist above I dint get to wear the underwear. Basanta was the only person properly dressed. The ladies were smiling a meaning smile on their lips.We came back & sat in the hall on the sofa. Basanta sitting on the center sofa and I was on right side sofa, my wife on the left side.