I’m visiting tonight (butterflies in my stomach) .– Ok, call me before you come.– Sure. Bye!– Bye Mr. Mishra.I took another deep breath as the...call ended. Drank some water and called Heena to inform about the plan. Still my heart beat was running at 100 times per minute. Accordingly we, Mishra couple went to Miss Mandira’s place. It was not a big type, but very well designed house and the fountain in front of it was making it a picturesque place. Seeing our car Mandira came to receive us and. Resources, in Harv'el. Especially in the slave trade." Thank you, Mistress. I would like to know what happened to her." Shasta didn't say anything more. It was an open secret in the household that Nesho ran an ever-expanding network of spies, mostly concentrated in Harv'el. Many of them were connected to the slave trade or were slaves themselves. Unlike collared slaves, of which there were very few in Harv'el, the slaves only bound by their tattoos held no innate loyalty to their masters.. When I was about 13 my mum started to let me grow my hair, rather than the short shorn look I had always had. My hair went from being straight and blonde to, at first wavy then curly and darkened in the process too over a period of time.(I think it all happened as I went through puberty?).At about 14 mum brought a man friend home, he was her boss and seemed quite a nice chap. He’d been living and working in Hong Kong for a number of years but upon the death of his wife he’d moved back home and. Looking at my watch I saw it was almost midnight so I told him I would see him tomorrow at six o’clock, gave him my address, phone number, and left. Although I had seen the lust in his eyes I figure that by the time tomorrow rolled around he would come to his senses and stay in the closet.********Blaming it on thoughts of Blake and what his mouth would feel like on my cock, I woke up with a painful hard-on for the first time in a long time. ‘My fantasy may just be coming true,’ I thought as I.