Deep teeth marks right in the middle of one of them, from my vicious biting. The faintest bit of dark stubble, wet with slobber and sweat and piss. Pa...e soft skin, whiter than anywhere else on her body, although she's fair-skinned all over. Thin belly so soft and delicate. Strips of light gray fabric, soaked dark gray now, are all that remains of her undershirt, barely clinging onto her midsection. It had been a simple, tight, thin tank top, so fun to rip to shreds. It adds such a ravaged look. I think you should know, and see for yourself before you decide whether to stay or to leave. That bastard cut me deep and the damage is going to be permanent." Linda gently pulled back the covers to reveal a long row of stitches across her stomach and down to her right hip. I wasn't quite ready for that and it must have shown on my face. "My womb has been damaged bad enough that I'll never be able to have kids" Linda explained, the pain of reality showing on her face. "I've been thinking about. I turned around to answer her and saw she was wearing her shortest denim mini skirt and a pale yellow tank top, her nipples easily seen due to she was braless. I told her I was going to look at a 1931 model A Ford body I found for sale. She asked if she could come with me? I told her yes.After I had dressed I went to the kitchen to grab a cold water and I saw my wife in there. She still had on the same outfit. I asked if that is what she was wearing? She said yes why? I said rather short isn't. He told us to go out of the market, turn right, walk about a half mile and meet him in his thatched hut on the beach in about a half hour. Carol and I strolled through the rest of the market and bought a few more souvenirs. We walked towards Paul's place, enjoying the sunshine and the friendly vibe of all the people out on the street. We got to his hut a bit early so Carol and I decided to enjoy the beach. His hut was thatched roofed, with a small sand patio in front and an open wall to the.