"Although the boundary line signifying the border with Gomorrah is very clearly marked on the map, I wouldn't really trust it," warned Primrose. "Duri...g a war the border is bound to shift as one side makes advances and the other retreats. After all, territorial advantage is what it's all about. However, I don't know for sure, but I believe the border might actually be significantly nearer than the map says. Of course all the official news we get from the front says that Buggery's really doing. “mee aahe na, chal mazyabarobar. Pohata yeta ki naahi? ( Don’t worry, I will take you there. Can you swim?), me. “Nako, ghabarayala hotey, madhe budale tar. Tasa lahanpani pohayachi mee pan barech divasat naahi pohale.( No, I am frightened, that I will drown although I did swim when I was young but its been a long time) After some cajoling she agreed to give it a try. I was sure that it would be difficult for her but I was intent to try it, as that will enable me to end the proximity between. She was a true Amazonian woman standing at 7 feet tall and having a rather muscular body. Her proportions were impeccable, appearing as a normal, well proportioned woman scaled up, rather than an odd combination of leg and torso length. Her body seemed to default to being much more muscular than the average girl, as she never went to the gym, her only workout being daily runs. She had brown eyes, and wavy brown hair that she usually let fall over the gentle curve of her upper back. She had. “Yes,” the mistress answered with a telling glance, that slowly travelled down her body. Her eyes rested especially on her slender hips, which were only covered by a short black skirt, not hiding much, while the rest of her body, including her small, firm breasts, were in full view.Lara felt very exposed, naked as she was, getting sized up. Slowly, she lowered her eyes, the long pony tail falling down the side of her cheek, hopefully hiding some of the blush that reddened it. “How ... how can I.