Her gift was one she both embraced and dreaded. She had foretold the deaths of her family and though she had warned her father, he would not hear her ...ords. ‘He should have listened,’ she whispered, as a tear slid haphazardly down her cheek. Syeira leaned over and wiped the drop away, smiled softly and pulled her sister into her embrace. They held each other for almost an hour. The sound of the troupe’s evening activities became quiet, signaling that the majority of the people were resting in. A man that would be more than willing to explore anything. I was very inexperienced. At 30, I had only been with 2 men. My sexual experiences never bordered taboo. Hell, they weren’t even on the same continent as taboo. I had only been with men, though I frequently found myself attracted to women as well. I was very curious as to what lay beyond the average. As my mind wandered into the unknown I found myself thinking about this couple I had seen only in my dreams. . " The count said nothing more but his eyebrow raised slightly and suddenly Justine felt her arms begin to raise and her hands reach to untie the small ribbon which tied the negligee at her neck. Panicky, she tried to will her hands to stop but without effect. A bead of perspiration appeared on her brow as she strained to break free."No..." she managed to utter weakly but her hands would not obey. A slight tug on the ribbon and the flimsy nightwear slithered from her. Justine Letour stood naked. The truck was gone when I got home but the door was open so someone was still here. I grabbed the phone as soon as I was in and called my father as I walked up the stairs. I found Matt admiring his work, with the coveralls rolled down to his waist, revealing a sweaty muscular chest and a super set of abs, this guy must really work out.I held the phone towards Matt and told him to say something nice to my father, he said Something Nice, and turned away. These two had had words over the time it.