I admire and love her soft feminine curves. I am compelled to look from her bottom down her smooth sexy legs to her small feet and perfectly painted t...es. My eyes follow those curves back to her raven colored tussled hair when ‘it’ caught my eye. Against all that softness and the warm tones of her skin was her steel collar and chrome chain leash dangling from it hanging nearly to the floor. I was lost in her briefly but was brought back to reality when I realized my entire body was throbbing. I took her to shop which she told me to.She went on shopping sarees for her and i was looking other side.Finally she called me and asked me how is that saree with serious tone.I said its good and told her she looks good in sareeV:(came closely)siggu leda niku ipde kada ivanni manesta anavR:nenem cheynu mire kada adigaru andke cheppaV:sarle padaWe drove back home as she had train in midnight and it is still 7:30 pm.My parents were to come on the next day.So we were alone in home.She settled all. On the troopship into the war zone, Mary became close to one of the other nurses.Her name was Elizabeth.They helped each other with the many tasks and assignments on board the ship. Sometimes, Mary would save some of her desert to give to Elizabeth at night in the compartment. Late one night in her darkened corner, Mary found Elizabeth crawling silently into her rack with her finger to her lips to caution her to silence. In the next few hours, Mary learned all the ways that one female can. Closing the cloth bound journal, I reclined on my side, my wings curling around my torso as I slowly flipped through the pages, using the dim light within the chamber, as well as my newly evolved eyesight, to peruse further, my spirit growing with each new entry.viii.Pavel has been complaining of head pains for several days now. I fear it is more than a simple lack of sleep, a symptom of the nightmares that have plagued him since returning to the surface. Yngvild, on the other hand, seems.