”And hearing this he quickly turned to her saying, “Aunty, I am ready to take you there. It will be my pleasure helping you. Let Sanil go for his ...ork. I am free tomorrow and I can arrange to take you there and back safely. Please aunty let me be of any help to you.”She felt awkward hearing Peter’s offer and looked at me. Thinking that peter was trying to be helpful.I told her, “It is an option if he is ready to take you there, you can go with him. I have no problem and since dad is also not in. With that he lead my more than compliant friend to his car and seated her inside. There was no more hiding for me, as he was nearing the car and finally opened the door on my side. "Get out of the car please." My eyes went wide and I quietly did as he said, got out of the car and leaned my back against it once my door was shut. Having just left a party I was dressed in a manner to attract men, and had I not been drunk I would have noticed his eyes sliding up and down my small frame. Standing in. She had on a pair of blue jeans that should have been at least a half a size smaller, a black T-shirt with some rock band or other on it, that should have been at least a size smaller, a boy’s cotton, long- sleeved, checked shirt, and a pair of beat up Adidas running shoes. Worse, she moved heavily, not taking advantage of her full figure at all. Beside her, so much more graceful and delicate, Juliette was all girly and bouncy, smiling with her plump, sensuous lips, screwing up her little nose. It was later, kneeling in front of Erica, that George confessed his dream to his Mistress. "I know that you said I should not indulge in sexual activity without your permission, Mistress," he said. "But what can I do about dreams? When I woke up it was all I could do to keep my hands off of myself."Erica looked sympathetically at him. "It is difficult to obey isn't it?" she said.George nodded. "Yes Mistress. The image of yourself and the other Mistresses are powerful incentives." And just us?.