I wanted to enjoy more n more n more.Me: what happened to your life? You look good and you are married. You must be enjoying your married life right?P...iya: I married that’s it. No enjoyment n all?Me: why? You don’t like your husband?Priya: No, he doesn’t like me.Me: Really!!! What’s wrong with him? You look stunning and every guy dreams of a girl like you as a life partner.Priya: Don’t try to flirt with me. I know that I don’t look good because I’m bit fatty. My husband doesn’t like being fat. “Note to self,” I pitifully cried out, “never do that again.” *********************Back at my desk I just fidgeted with the paperwork, all of it done long ago as I waited for Jasmine to come into view. I hoped that she would want to rent the gown and several others, maybe even to become a steady client for the shop.Although that gown she has selected would hug her figure so tightly that one wrong move would sunder it to the finest degree; a sight any man and many women would enjoy to the. A large group broke off the pack and charged toward us. We retreated back up into the mountains.After a series of hit and run tactics, we made camp in a clearing, in the mountains. We needed to let the horses rest. We were just about out of arrows, and grenades. I had set out a couple of sentries to guard the camp, really not giving much thought that the raiders would chase us up here in the mountains.Shortly after we settled down, there was a scream and the next thing I knew, we were being. It began with flirtatious touching and by the time our swimming session was ending, she had her fingers in my pussy, not caring who saw. As soon as we entered the changing room, we undressed and had sex before her mother arrived to pick us up. We were both around seventeen years of age. I was still at school, staying on to take my A levels in the sixth form, but Chloe had chosen to go to a local college and do a more vocational course. We had breakfast at Chloe’s house, and as her mother took.