So we had a number of fights, where she told me I was controlling and not allowing her to have a life of her own, and I said I'd try to do better, and...I'd promised to do my best to control my possessive nature.Eventually I did loosen up, and by the time I graduated with my computer science degree and she graduated with her degree in human resources, we were engaged to be married and she was all smiles.When we got married, my wedding night was every bit as magical as I thought it would be. Her. "We could have coffee mornings and do each other's you-know-whats when we meet." "No... no: 'The Pampered Pussy Society'" said Erica, joining in with mock pomposity. "How about 'The Pampered Pussy Institute'?" suggested Donna. "Yes! We could all sing 'Jerusalem' and then strip off," laughed Erica. "Or make jam and spread it on each other's bodies," suggested Ali. "Oooh, I'm getting excited just thinking about it," replied Erica. "Sorry, Kelly, are we shocking you?" "No, its okay," smiled the. I gave Aarti’s details and pic to the couple, Mani and Rani (name changed). They are thrilled. Then we fixed a date and booked a 1st class train. I haven’t seen Aarti or Rani in person, just in pics. So I was felt excited to see all in person.I was the first person to reach the railway station and eagerly waiting for all others. Aarti came after me. She was very tall, almost 5.11, fair skin, big 36 size boob, and slim figure. I was stunned, looking at her. I wanted to fuck her at the station. The times before my father would walk in andyell at us. So whenever Daddy tells Mrs. Ryan to make me pretty I get avery warm, loving feeling in my tummy remembering you and all the loveyou shared with me.But, I feel very loved here. Mrs. Ryan has taught me lots of ways to showmy love. We will sometimes play house and go back inside the bedroom andclose the door. Mrs. Ryan will dress me up pretty and then we will bothget in bed together and she shows me a lots of things that make herhappy. She.