Boy, for me, was I dressed! Kim Wilde? Kate Bush? Neither had legs as long as mine and I hoped like mad that my new sparkly, skin tight leggings and h...els would show them off to their very, very best. All that sport was about to pay off! Of course, leggings as tight as that would make a panty line stand out like nothing else, so there was only one alternative – go without them! This was highly unusual for me and gave me a thrill as well as making me feel rather nervous but I was grown up now,. After all the customary rituals, I saw the face of the man I got married to. I was shocked to see him. He was the Watchman in my school. His name was Zakir and was about 25 years. I couldn’t believe it. Then Mulla came and told that the room was ready. I asked him what he is talking about. He told that as per the customs, the two of us should consummate. I disagreed with him. Then Zakir told that if we didn’t, then he would never divorce me and I would be his wife forever.I couldn’t believe. I could almost see the smoke coming out of her ears.'That bastard.' She shouted as she exploded into my room.I shut the door quietly and stood in the corner away from the humantornado that was Sheila.She was ranting and raving, not making much sense. I heard a few newswear words, some of them quite new, which I made a mental note of,just in case I needed them.After about five minutes of this, she sort of run out of things to say,burst into tears and threw herself on my bed.I went over to her. She had a beautiful soprano voice, with a clarity of tone, like a bell.So now instead of having Ruth's lovely large breasts hanging over me. I now had Charity's lean past me and take her place. Ruth's breast were large with dark areolas. She was very tan. And her pubes were dark brown. She had beautiful long legs. Charity was long, with breasts not quite as large as her Aunt's. But not small either. She was freckled from head to toe. And had an impish grin with a cute little turned up nose..