"He couldn't hold back his nervous laughter. He brought his hands to her waist again and found that he really enjoyed that area of her body. His han...s were large enough to reach a good ways around her. It made him feel powerful and manly to grasp her tight. But he did not linger there for long. He brought his shaking hands down to her still fully clothed hips and began to slowly pull away the remaining strips of fabric.She rested her hands on his shoulders pushing her large orbs together,. ”Allison turned the card over. It had the date and time and the words, “Dress Code: Tops – Leather / Rubber / Uniform / Fetish / Vintage. Bottoms – whatever the Top decrees.” Allison smiled. That was only as it ought to be, of course.Clipped to the front of the invitation was one of June Calloway’s business cards with a handwritten note, “Hope you and Lionel can join me. Bring your friend with the contract and its subject too, if you wish. June.”Allison was in two minds about the invitation. On. I said call them right now and tell them to goto the government hospital. I gave her my mobile and she called them and with lots of hope she spoke to her father and told them. After speaking to them she gave me my mobile with a sad face. I enquired what is the reason. She said they don’t have money to go to the government hospital as it is some 80 kms from their remote village. I said I will give you the money, let them take her to the hospital. She was so afraid and right away said no. I asked. I promised Granny I would wait till we were alone to read it.’ ‘Well then–Mrs. Rogers, read it,’ Mathew exclaimed. She read the note out-loud, This special handkerchief was made with love for Jennifer to carry on her wedding day. Under the golden bow is one small stitch–cut it carefully. And see what the future may hold for Mr. and Mrs. Rogers. I love you, Granny Wilson. Mathew watched Jennifer cautiously cut the thread then slowly opened the fabric. Our eyes widened in amazement as before them.