Except the last one, I never asked Tushar to call out Sir but he still did. Tushar spoke after a minute.“I couldn’t believe how it happened, I hav... been trying since a week now. I couldn’t believe either how easy it could get. Thank you mistress.” Tushar sounded much happy. I was glad for his amusement. I sensed my husband from the past in his voice but it was not even the quarter we went through.“It’s okay. I will see you in the evening. I love you too slave.” I hung up. I was very convinced. I longed to be able to carry out this plan in a more upscale store where I could find clothing that was trendy, or elegant, or sensuous, or even slutty. But I knew that this particular store had some unique features that made it perfect for what I wanted to accomplish. And so far, it had served me very, very well.First of all, there were the shopping carts... an invaluable accessory. They made it possible to carry out my plan without being ogled, or being wrongly suspected of shoplifting. Then,. Andar gaya main, aur hum baithe hall mein. Main sofa par baitha hua tha, aur wo mere aage baithi thi.Fir usne kaha: Kal kya keh rahe the tum?Maine kaha: Wahi jo tumne dekha.Fir wo mere paas aayi aur jaan-boojh ke jhuki. Isse uski cleavage easily visible hui. Main to bahut hi excite ho gaya uske bade boobs dekh ke. Mann to kar raha tha, ki abhi top utaar ke boobs choosu uske. Par maine control kiya.Fir wo naughty smile deke turn hui, aur saamne rakhe hue table par jhuk ke kuch samaan dhoondhne. Here."Stunned with horror at the realisation that the man had bought not the sari but the girl, Lacie could not react when a man ran from behind the stall, took hold of her and carried her in his arms. He ran effortlessly after the grandad carrying his 'free gift'. He set her lightly down at the feet of the grandad and trotted beside him, holding Lacie firmly by the hand. Lacie could hear grandad muttering, "Oh, my ears and whiskers. Oh, my pubes and privates. Look at my two pretty sweetmeats..