I remember because that was one of the things I liked about him. I figured that maybe he understood my pain. He'd been caught cheating on his wife and...she'd thrown him out. He was trying to learn how to make a go of living on his own too. We had that in common. The difference, of course, was that I hadn't cheated on my husband. And someday I'd get him back. This is not the way I was supposed to be living my life. My husband, Rence, was not supposed to be running around on me with some barely. Susheela was a short women around 5 ft tall, not very fair but overall good looking with sexy curves and a size of 38-32-38. she used to wash clothes in bathroom which was next to one of doors of my room. but the washing machine had to be connected in the corridor and supplied current from my room as the cord was short. so it was a scene when i was sitting on a chair, facing me was sudha sitting on my bed and behind her in my corridor susheeela operating the machine and putting and puling. "And so he went on, telling us that the nature of women is to bedominated, and the nature of men is to dominate and I knelt theregradually blotting out his words which soon became a background soundlike the buzzing of insects. I knew very well the fantasies many womenhad of kneeling in submission and being chained. Those very fantasieshad brought me to Gor at the hands of the beautiful but manipulativeUdumi. Even after what she had done to me, I still longed for her lipsand body. Part of me. But... Mrs. Kendall..." he stuttered, but she cut him off knowing that he was only desperately trying to comprehend the situation at hand. "You've been a naughty little boy Stanford, and now mummy is going to punish you". A look of angry disbelief started to form on his face.... So she quickly added; "Or perhaps you'd much prefer to explain to Mr. Kendall what you were doing to his daughter in the office". He lowered his gaze to her puffy mound and once again slipped into lusty covetousness..