Accept this.Me: Yeah, of course! Why would I say no? Just tell her I’m up for it!Mom smiled and was very proud of me. She got up and went out of the...room. I immediately got out my phone and messaged Mami. I pretended like I believed it was an actual project and not an excuse for her to be with me. I just wanted her to say it once and be sure about it.Me: Hey, what’s this about? You said you need me for a content writing project? Thanks a lot. I’m very happy about this opportunity to work for. I wasn't really sure about that, my brain was kind of point blank refusing to believe that she could possibly want it; and if she didn't want it, I didn't want to do it. She pulled more urgently, pleading with her eyes. Rationally I knew she wanted it, but still ... I decided I would assume that what she wanted was to feel as if I had power over her, that I was using her for pleasure and that she did not want abuse, or degradation, or pain (beyond, perhaps, some playful spanking). I pushed in. All that tight leather and straps from the movies was, just that, from the movies. No professional could do their job looking like a dominatrix. She entered the station and took the route leading to her connection. Once on the train she had 3 seconds left before the so-called authorities would swarm her building. Good thing she was gone. The assassin smiled for the first time in 48 hours. ********************** ‘Sir, you need to get out of here. Marx’s people are bound to be looking for you.’. She holds my hands and takes me to the dining table.. kunika had pre-ordered food which she and Sangeeta re-heated for us all… they too were dressed in sexy nighties… while Sangeeta was wearing a very thigh navy blue figure hugging translucent night.. just below her butt curves… kunika was wearing a loose vest and a thong .. showing off her full butt and those lovely hard nipples poking against the vest…We all sat down to eat.. we all were starving with the marathon sex we just had… it was.