I’ve had many experiences with women from various walks of life, from teenagers to middle-aged aunties and from fair to dusky ones.I loved each and ...very encounter and it had a totally different feeling every time. I will tell you in the subsequent stories about all of those. So coming straight to the story. It’s about my former house maid Lakshmi. I said former because she no longer works here. I’ll tell you why in the story.So this true incident happened 3 years back. This story is in full. I would regularly get asked by her to perform some menial tasks. I was of the opinion that she was getting her jolly's from watching me stretch and lift things for her. It made me happy that I could make her feel this way. I started to invent reasons to go to see her. Complain that there was things that needed to be resolved with my bedsit. She was a very well to do woman in her 50's from a good family. Her house was next to my bedsit and it was huge. It would have been very easy to be. ”“Stop? Stop what?” I said.“Using Daddy. Using drugs, heroin,” she said. I absolutely know my face flushed and it had to be showing, I was sure, my shock.“Daddy, you’re the only one I can talk to,” she said. “I’m scared, Daddy.” I leaned back in my seat.“Baby you’ve done right to come to me. We will solve this little problem and those two men will be out of, no they are already out of, the picture. You will no longer have to deal with them ever again,” I said.“But, Daddy, there’s a problem.” I. "He does so, keeping his cool."Tommy, how's my little studio been for your career?" Great, the 'Tom Cat' series is winning awards and the 'Satyr' series is looking that way too." Good, because I want to do something Tommy. How many women have you slept with?"Heh, for a man like Tommy this normally wouldn't be an easy question. He was a jock in high school, a womanizer in college, a personal trainer after college, then switched careers to a male porn star after words. All of those jobs and.