Then i silently walked to kitchen and saw Daali didi. She was turned around and busy in making tea. I stared at Daali didi; she was wearing black tigh... salwar kamez in which her ass was bursting out of that salwar. That time she looked like absolutely like a sex goddess who came for me to satisfy. That black color salwar matched well for her fair pinkish skin tone. I silently went inside kitchen and grabbed her from behind.Daali didi tried to escape from me so she pushed her ass towards my. . Margaret Thatcher?" Her tone was a bit sarcastic but I bit back any angry retort."The Queen." I replied, quietly but firmly.She was instantly ashamed of her flippant remark. She flushed scarlet and stammered out an apology."Oh my God, Dewey I'm so sorry. You must think me an arrogant middle- class bitch, please forgive me." I know you were just being funny, you're no bitch nor arrogant, but you are middle- class so one out of three isn't bad!" I continued, "Civvies don't realise the bond. I nodded in excitement, wondering what would be the next dish. So far the lunch had gone excellently and I felt comfortable in the company of Mrs Patel. She cleared off the table to make way for dessert. She disappeared into the kitchen and after a few minutes, she re-appeared again. She was holding a box of ice cream on one of her hands and honey on the other.“Is she going to mix ice cream with honey?’ I wondered to myself as she placed both of the dessert items on the table. Mrs Patel could. . I want you to come out to the farm"I was starting to get the picture now. "My farm is very private so when you get there I want you to always take off all your clothes before you come inside" And then what would you like me to do" I askedHe looked at me and said "stand up and take off your clothes and I'll show you". "and if you do this I can assure you that no one not even your husband will know" I knew then that I didnt have any choice at all so I stood up and started taking off my clothes..