"I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to cancel the engagement. It has happened before, more often that I like to recall. Once they find out how she act..., they want nothing more to do with her. I mean, she IS my daughter, and I love her, but she can be a handful sometimes. I guess she gets it from her mother."Finally, John broke in. "I have no plans to call off the engagement. I fully intend to marry her. But I need to get her ready first." Get her ready? What does that mean?" It means that she. I asked her if she wanted to join me at the church picnic tomorrow. She accepted, I told her I would pick her up at noon.I picked up some cold beer and snacks before I picked up Kathy. She was wearing a white button blouse, buttoned all the way up to her neck. She had on a pair of fitted slacks, my, my how they fitted her body, and flats. Her hair was in a ponytail, little or no make up.She waved good bye to her in laws as she got in my car and off we went.I told her there was no church picnic. Forbidden to speak, now owned property and the property of his club.Slave number 3 used to be called Tommy. Now it seems absurd to think of having a name. He isn’t human any more. He looks into the sad eyes of the muscular black slave opposite him, the number 7 etched in his shaved body, legs apart and penis on display. The youngster doesn’t even have a name, and Tommy never has the opportunity to discuss his past, and what made him into a slave player. Speaking is for human beings, not. She is an orthodox lady and was not so modern. But all these changed during the last Christmas vacation.My dad is working in Chennai and comes home only a few times a year. My mallu mom is a teacher and I had seen even the male teachers of her school staring at her ass. As I told, I was afraid to take the first step. But during the last Christmas, my brother was at an NCC camp and dad couldn’t come home due to some issues at his office. I and my mom was lonely at home.One day my mom all of a.