She asked me not to discuss anything of this date with Deepthi.Everything was fine for a week. On next Sunday, I got a call from an unknown number.He:...“What is your rate?”Me: “What? Who are you? What are you talking? Don’t you have the sense to know how to talk to a girl?”He: “I know how to talk to a girl. I also know how to talk to a bitch like you,”I had cut the call and blocked the number. I got calls from some other numbers too. After some time, I gained courage and had lifted the call. I. I laughed out loud. This was hilarious. Dad laughed with me, but said, "I'm totally serious about this. You are going to have to learn to control your power. It's a dangerous ability and a deep responsibility."Dad continued on, "now just because you can take any woman, that doesn't mean you should. You can still get her pregnant and you can still catch a disease." Dad you can't be serious about this!" I told him."What?" he responded. "Did you sleep through health class?" No!" I said. It’s going to be largely up to you and your team manager to set the schedule and determine what events you’ll play in. I’m guessing that there won’t be much in the way of interclub tournaments until at least December since you’ll need that much time for people to learn how to play effectively.”“Well, fortunately, we can rank each player and put them in the division that’s appropriate for their skill level,” I said. “We don’t all have to play against elite players.” I hesitated a moment. “Uh .... You are scheduled to be gone for a week, with a weekend in the middle of your stay. My plan is to surprise you in your hotel on Saturday. You come back from a day at the conference. I greet you in the hotel room wearing the long creamy satin lingerie I wore on our wedding night. It full length and has two long slits up each side, thin straps cross my back. My tits are pressed together and the gown has a low décolletage. My nipples are barely visible through the fabric. On my feet I wear black.