She couldn’t understand it, she had never shown the slightest interest in clothes, and especially fetish wear. The whole idea of dressing up like so...e tart was degrading to women. So how was she suddenly so fixated upon it? Yet she did. She longed for it. She thought how the tight fitting latex would pull and pinch her, force her body into a more curvaceous and desirable form. Well she did desire it. She actually felt jealous and that astonished her. Had she undergone some personality change?. As for what to wear, the tight fitting little black dress I saw on your dresser will be perfect! None of us will be at the gym today since it is our regular day off, but if you need to reach me, ask the clerk for my pager number. Also I have a certain friend who is going to be at the Oreo Club that just started working at your hospital, his name is Mombassa Wemba and he is this gorgeous doctor from the Congo (very sexy). Like I said, he will be at the party too, but during the week he needs. Nisha- Yeah, but it does not mean I can’t be naughty and kinky sometimes.Me- Of course, jaan. In fact, your being a shy and traditional girl makes your naughty side even more seductive and killing.She smiled and said- Then hurry up and find some ways to take advantage of that side of mine jaanu. Don’t you want to?Me- Oh, jaan, I do, and I am not desperate for anything else in life as I am to see that side of yours’ in action.Nisha- Then hurry up, sweetheart. You are making both of us wait so. Please keep the comments coming. I’m going to take this in a number of different directions and have several more character I want to add. I’d be happy to take suggestions and see how they might play into the storyline. Chapter 8: Marriage, Babies & Slave Training By the time I got home that night it was 2:00 AM and I really expected everyone to be sound asleep. The house was quiet when I arrived so I grabbed a soda from the fridge and headed up to my room. Not everyone was sleeping. There was.