You grab my hand and pull me close to you, we don’t kiss but I lose my face in the warmth of your neck as you breathe in the scent if my perfume. ...Instantly I want to be naked with you, want the rest of the world to disappear for a few hours so we can take an exciting journey together. You lead me by the hand to my bedroom and I feel nothing but pure excitement, my pussy feels it too and it moistens beneath the skirt I’m wearing, The door closed behind us and your eyes are on. Me: Do you have first aid box?I took the box and started cleaning her forehead. It was not that bad. I consoled her and now she was mum. She was badly hurt at her back as well. Her back was swelling as well.Me: Let me start my massage now.She leaned back facing downwards again. I pulled saree till her knees again. She asked me to switch off lights. I did that. I didn’t want to cry again. She was already exhausted.Now I was sitting on her hips and massaging her back. I felt her blouse but I. .. a mother I could love.”That was a lot to chew on and Erica chewed for a while. Bobby sat there and sipped his milk. Seeing him do that made her take a sip of hers too.“Are you saying that you love me?” she asked, her voice full of disbelief.“I must love you,” he said. “At least on some level. I wouldn’t have gone to bed with you if I didn’t.” He frowned. “Like I said, sometimes I don’t understand myself very well.”“No, no, no,” she disagreed. “You didn’t love me. Not that first night, when. Well paid and trusted minions had the boring task of observing the FITZ and their company of misfits and ex-slaves sleep."What's so funny, Prince?" asked his young wife, awaking on the couch where sleep had overtaken her while she waited to perform her wifely duty when he finished his work."That band of merry oddballs just got odder," he explained to the delicate pale flower, and took her frail hand. Standing, her nearly six feet stature brought her eye to eye with her husband. Her proud,.