Then as almost as if she was a spirit, she materialized in front of me. My heart was heavy with guilt, all I did was stare at my auntie’s dainty fee..., slowly up to her sari ‘s fine blue embroidery, a beautiful contrastI wondered, against the red color of her sari. My eyes slowly moved up to her hips, so full and broad and her navel, so fair and then her magnificent bosoms like two palm fruits, her nipples visible against her small blouse top, like rare gems. And then, her beautiful oval face,. ---------------------------------Michelle almost turned around and went back home several times on the walk, and she started to again think that this might have been a bad idea. The Ben-Wah balls shook and shimmied with every step and if she took too fast or too hard of a movement, they would slam together inside of her, making a "chock!" sound she worried others might hear. She tested this out by taking a few purposefully hard steps and listening carefully..Step.chock-chockStep.chock-chockShe. When the small and unorthodox ceremony was done, the leader smiled at Canute and rode away with his bride, eager to reach the bed chamber. One of the men laughed madly as they rode, finding great joy in the fear behind Astrids wet eyelashes. He laughed and blew kisses to her, making her all the more scared. Such a poor little thing, he crooned, taken away by big mean vikings! If you think this is bad, little virgin, just wait until you reach the bed chamber. Rip! The men joined together in. ” “Ouch,” he grimaced. “That must have hurt.” “It did!” I exclaimed, “It still does.” “We should sue them. Those tiles are obviously too smooth.” “Oh, no Philip, don’t say that. You sound like one of those ‘no win no fee’ adverts. It was my own fault. I should have been more careful.” “Okay, Sweetheart, as you wish. Now, what do you want to do today?” “First off,” I replied, “I want to get washed and dressed.” “Will you need me to help you, do you think?” “Do you know, I’m not sure,” I.