The knife fell to the counter from her shaking hands. Thoughts racing through her mind, she tried to quell her panic. How did he find them? Is Crystal...still in her room? Savagely suppressing tears as she thought of her daughter, she knew that she had to stall.“Can I finish my juice, Manny?”“Enjoy.” Speaking from the darkness, his voice sent a shiver snaking down her spine.“Can I get you something?”This isn’t a social call, Amanda.”“Let me just get a glass. How long have you been. Minu: per tumne bada specific 3rd partner mention kiya tha na.Vinay: Didi, ab aap se better option kahan hai.Richa: Didi, chaliye enjoy karte hain. dono mil ke vinay ko aaj thikane lagate hain.Minu: haan mera bhi irada kuch aisa hi hai.Phir maine vinay ko pakad ke sofe pe patak diya. Richa vinay ke shirt nikalne lagi aur main vinay ke paints. Vinay richa ke kapde upatne ki kosish kar raha tha.Richa: Vinay, tum bas baitho aur enjoy karo.Humne vinay ko phir pura nanga kar diya. Phir maine richa. ” said Leslie. “Hi Leslie,” replied Hugh with a voice that was soft and buttery. “How are you, Hugh?” asked Leslie with a voice that belied the fact that Leslie really couldn’t care less how Hugh was. Leslie had just met Hugh the previous weekend at a Karaoke bar. She had been so impressed by the way Hugh had sung “Holy Diver” by Ronnie James Dio, that she decided to take him home and teabag him and toss his salad. What Leslie couldn’t have known that fateful evening was that. Sometimes when I am fed up during the week I make him dress up as a schoolgirl he really hates it. He has to wear a charcoal grey gym-slip with a white blouse and school tie; underneath he wears a white training bra and navy blue knickers, white knee socks and his black strap-over shoes. I always make him wear a wig with a pair of long plaits. Then I set him work to do such as writing a 2000 word essay on such topics as 'why I like wearing girls panties', 'my pleasure in service', 'why I should.