. and now Madame Fate had dealt him an exciting hand. Ravishing, absolutely ravishing! Mon Dieu, he must play these cards carefully, cautiously, for t...e good Madame Fate seldom extended a second opportunity.Janet told him all, holding back nothing, surprising herself at her uninhibited divulgence of even the more lurid details to this tall, slender, debonair appearing man with the black lip-line mustache and the handsome graying temples she had known only a matter of hours. Of course, he was a. You blushed, butagreed, and I felt myself wetten as I sensed your submission. Sheplayfully painted your lips bright red. I suggested we find some moremakeup for you, and instructed you to wait on the sofa.We went to my bedroom, and changed. As we returned, your sissy-red lipsopened in surprise and pleasure. The black satin demi-cup bras weretouched with pink lace, matching the full-cut knickers we wore. Ourcorsets were black with pink lace piping, and our sheer black stockingswere bisected by. Janet stood up and wiped her tears away before she said, "Come on Nana, I want you to meet Tom, my husband and master." Nana gasped as she looked at Janet. Janet smiled sweetly at her, "Yes Nana, I said my master. I never knew what it meant to be a woman, until daddy died. Then I found out that I couldn't own land, I could be lied to, cheated and robbed and the law wouldn't do a thing about it, all because I am a woman. But if I have a husband then the law protects me. I am just as much a slave. Bahut saal pahele me apne bike me kahi kaam se ja raha tha.Baarish bhi ho rahi thi thodi thodi. Rasta bahut shumsam tha aur raat hone wali thi…tabhi mene ek ladki ko uski scooter ke paas khada hote hue dekha…aur mene apni bike slow ki..Aur dekhne laga…jese hi mene slow ki. Wo jor se chikh di..”hello dear kya tum meri madad kar sakte ho?” mene bola “ha jarur…karoonga..Tumhare jesi khoobsurat ladki ki madad kon nahi karega..?” usne thankyou kaha mene pucha “kya hua he?”.Usne bola ki “meri scooter.