Sie hatte nach dem plötzlichen Tod ihres Vaters, eines benachbarten Grafen der zu Locksleys das gut verlassen, es in die Hände ihrer treuen Pächter...gegeben und sich in das naheliegende Karmeliterinnen-Kloster begeben. Nicht etwa um Braut Christi zu werden, sondern um auf den Moment zu warten, an dem es Robin nach Abwarten eine angemessenen Trauerzeit erlaubt sein würde, bei der Mutter Oberin um ihre Hand anzuhalten und sie als seine Braut nach Hause zu führen. Marina war also des boshaften. She kind of knew about it, that is why she kept coming for more. I really dont think I am the best lover, however I touch the way I love to be touched.By the end of September we met in a central point, I was wearing inside my male clothes, a lovely thong and matching lace bra (no extra boobs) and a camysole. I picked her up at the airport. I was so nervous just to open up like this. She came out from customs . We kissed right there and she reached for my butt, she felt the thong line on my. She did make sense. I was having second thoughts when Ann said, go take a shower. Before I could react Mary and Megan pushed me out the door and down the hall to the bathroom. After my shower I pulled the shower curtain open. Ann and Megan were waiting for me. Do you mind, I yelled. Ann said I seen you naked half your life, what's the big deal. Megan said you need to shave. Looking in the mirror I said I don't need to. Megan pulled some chest hair and said, this stupid. Stuttering I said what. Was his mom into some weird kind of drugs, he wondered as he picked up the glass up and held it up to his nose. He sniffed it."Smells like cinnamon," he said out loud.Could it be some kind of liqueur, he wondered. Slowly, he brought the glass to his lips. Tipping it back, he let the clear, cool liquid trickle into his mouth. Not bad, he thought. Nothing spectacular, but not an unpleasant taste...Looking down at her watch, she saw that it had been ten minutes since she had ingested the deadly.