She saw the scene from earlier that had annoyed her so much. The one of Fred fucking when he should have been on the clock like she was. But this time... Fred was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Velma was on all fours with her skirt tucked in her waist. Her orange panties had been pulled down around her sock covered ankles. Her turtleneck and bra were currently scrunched around her neck, and the 34D tits they usually hid so well were bound with several very thick rubber bands. A huge aligator clip. I was 24 then. I was a graduate andhad learned typing and shorthand. I was a shy person and never had aclose relationship with any boys till then. Even in college Ireceived a few love letters and some guys used to follow me, but Iwas always a reserved person and even though the attention of theopposite sex was intriguing, it never excited me much. My parentswere well off and they were looking for a guy from good family and anice job for me. Hence the delay in my marriage.Then how did I become a. A little wiggle and shake of your wrists and you are free again. You try to roll over, but my weight traps you before you can get free. I catch your hands again, this time over your head. Your eyes blaze fire as you arch your back against me; pushing and then wrapping your legs around my waist. Your hair is splayed out over your shoulders and arms save for one stray lock across your face. Your cheeks are flushed; eyes full of light as you dare me to bring the fight. Instantly your beauty hits. Tewaru, the promise of the village’s future, the one with the phallus that all of the village women wanted to mount and to steal the seed of and bring new life into the village from. And yet, even though he had been given his own hut, as far as Waru knew, Tewaru had not ridden any of the village women to procreation yet. And he could not keep this secret for long. The women would talk. Because they had been doing everything they could to cajole Tewaru to lie with them. Even if, the gods.