The problem is that I’m not beautiful or built like a model. I’ll probably end up with the same sort of figure that Mum and Grandma have.” “Th...n that would be magnificent,” I said with a smile. I was rewarded with a lovely smile. “I’m being forward here, Michael. I want you to marry me, and give me lots of children. I don’t mind if you want to screw model types, I’ll even employ a few for you.” “There you go again, Monica. Once again you’ve upset me,” I said sternly, shaking my head. “Screwing. He decided to have a closing party, and all were invited. He had a Rock band there that was tops in the area, and had their own following at all times.This night there was a woman that I had seen at their concerts a lot, Her name was Brandi. She is 24yrs old 5ft 10in , blond, 42dd, with a baby roll, you know that roll that has not disapeared from having a baby.My friend Doc told her of my needing some cheering up, and she decided to give the old man a try for the night. We sat and drank. This is the story, written by both of us, telling of what happened following our first explosive weekend together (described in Just a visit to the beach/Enslaving Ev already on Bdsmlibrary) ?PART 1Slut (1) ?I had my hand on the door handle, a tear ran down my cheek and I turned to watch his car ? Master’s car ? until it disappeared around the corner. I slowly twisted until I faced the apartment. There was a light on, Rika must have left it on before she left to join us at Yang’s shop. Heavenly love cannot be felt at its full extent unless you have a body touch with someone.And perhaps being embedded(body to body permeability to warmth transfer, this is what I have understood) with someone is the only way to get the nectar of love.Days passed by. In between Pramod bhai got a good job in railway, so he leaved for the training to Chennai. I as usual went to aunts home regularly.Our smooching and sharing warmth depends upon the time. Any way I was happy but inside my heart I was.