”“Us.”“You and Brindy.”“And Dave. This morning is the first time she saw a man for long. She knows about things. Thought that doing things...with her mouth would be bad, until she saw YOU and knows that we do that to you.”“She wants...”“Us. She wants us to want her like we want each other.”“I need, you, Carlita. Now I need Brindy, too, but you, first and foremost...”“And I love my Dave. And I also love my Brindy. And I love my new sister, Dave.”“Are you sure about this?”“She is scared to approach. Anyway, they moved from back and forth. That’s when she came and stood in front of me. The heroine of the story, I don’t know her name.She must be around 40 years old, a pleasant woman, wearing a saree and a sleeveless blouse. Not to exposing but anyone looking at her will definitely give a second look. I don’t know if she was traveling alone or in a group.Probably she had come to some official work to my city and returning. She had the rather homely looks and nothing much seductive until this. We both helped the damsel from the healing chamber and she tentatively moved her legs forward."I can! I can move my legs. But they are so weak." The chamber heals you, but it does not necessarily restore your strength. When I came out of the chamber, it took months of physical therapy for me to fully get my legs under me. But Cathy ... You are back. I am Hero Lincoln and you are my damsel." Fuck me!" she cried. I believe she meant it literally. Instead, Seph and I helped her to the table where. It was around 12 in the night, i saw some sound coming form the uncle’s bedroom i went out of my flat to see, there was light still glowing in the bedroom and i think aunty and uncle were talking something, i went near to there bedroom window which was open and there was samll place between window door and curtain, what i saw was aunty was leaning to the bed and was reading some magzine, uncle was saying to aunty that he was not feeling comfortable with the dress she was wearing, aunty was.