Anyhow I was doneand felt very uncomfortable that I need to call someone to clean me up.Anyhow I called for Aunt Judy, and she came over and undid the...strap andproceeded to clean me up. I really felt so embarrassed. Here I am an 8 -year-old boy, who was now being treated like a 2-year-old, getting a bath& being potty trained like I was a little baby.I then heard her say, let's get our little princess in the tub and makeher all nice clean and sweet smelling.I was not too happy about this whole. Then two days later, Uncle took us to our old ancestral Palace house in our village. Bob and Tom continued to play their pranks there because Uncle was busy supervising and addressing all the issues of real estate, agriculture, and our family business. All housekeepers, care takers, and servants in the village never complained about the conduct of Bob and Tom, because I too was knowingly or unknowingly involved in them.On the next day, Uncle went to meet a friend in a nearby village for some. I couldn't divert my eyes from her crotch,hoping to see something of what was hidden. The Mistress took out her wet finger and wiped it on my chest. How I wishedI could taste her juices. I was waiting for the moment she was going to orderme to. At that moment the time was crawling even slower than the drop lefton my chest. Her hand finally was raised, but went into her mouth instead of mine. Asmy Mistress sucked on her finger she looked me devilish. She extracted thewet finger from her mouth,. Anyway, she wanted to make all her friends jealous; and what better way than to blow ALL the men at a big factory?”Wow! My eyes returned to the cute little pony-tailed brunette with the sexy ass that continued to wiggle helplessly, and I had a whole new level of respect for her.“That’s why the pictures and videos are so important,” Bill said, and I finally understood.“Yup,” Bonnie answered. “She wants all these pictures and stuff to show everybody back home. And, admittedly, we want them to.