The Desi people just ignored the small person. I’m trying to lose weight and the portions were always bigger than I needed so I offered what was lef.... That got me a smile as the food was quickly eaten. I felt good.As I opened the door to my room, I heard someone behind me. A quick glance revealed the waif who had followed me. I tried to communicate but English didn’t work and I don’t know enough of the local language to be useful. My sympathy button had been pushed so I invited this little. She smacked it again and again, harder each time. Before she knew it, she was having a mind blowing orgasm just by smacking her ass. As she recovered from her climax, she walked over to the tub and turned the water off. She climbed in and sat down. She leaned back, resting her head on a towel she had placed on the edge of the tub. The warm water felt so good on her soft and delicate skin. She ran her hands over her body. Running them over her legs, she quickly moved them to her pussy. Rubbing. Since I wore a corset daily, this went fast. In no-time I was laced downto a 25-inch waist. Letting me down, on went my pantyhose and heels (these wereDorsey Pumps with 4-inch heels and ankle straps). Next came my mini-slip --bodice and 2-inch band of lace, it barely reached my crotch. Over this mymini-dress, barely mid-thigh, short sleeves, princess neckline -- of white eyeletcotton/linen blend. Once zipped in, my hair and makeup were taken care of. Thisdone, Phil told me to sit on the ottoman. If something didn't happen soon to pull them back together they were on their way to a divorce. Barry had not made love to her since two months after Harry's blackmail started and he was just barely civil to her when they were in the house together. It was trying to satisfy his damn fantasy that put them in this mess and now he was treating her like she was the town whore. She made up her mind that come the weekend she and Barry were going to sit down and air it out.Her thoughts were.