“By God, yes Nadia, yes!” tears filled the girls’ eye as the rings found their way to the lovers’ fingers.“I declare you wife and wife! You ...ay kiss.” And with those words, the girls kissed deeply and shared a love-filled hug. The sun was gone, and night covered the world, Alene used her magic to conjure a dinner for the girls, they ate to their hurts’ content, and all fell into a deep sleep on the island, Alene and Nadia slept embraced.The girls woke up to a new day, they made their way back. Every now & then I grab her hair & verbally abuse her. I run my hand up her skirt, running them over her pert butt cheeks. I push the skirt up, then without any warning, I raise my hand & bring it down with a hard slap on her right butt cheek. "Arrrghh" she screams"Shut up you little slut" I scream back at her, grabbing hard on her red arse. Second time I hit it harder, Karolina's hand's came up to to protect her. So I rolled her off my knee & onto the floor. Time for the handcuffs, I put her. I was on cloud 9 during this break as many of my relatives visited me to wish good luck for my new endeavor. As you know, when you get a new job & that too your first job, many insurance agents in your hometown will be visiting to you to take a new policy. I was also contacted by many agents & each one of them were trying to influence me to take policy from them.One of them was my mom’s friend, Meera Aunty. One day she visited our house & she was talking to my mom in the front side of our. There was also the issue of figure training for the fashion show Dianna and I would be doing in fourteen weeks. She had admonished me doing it right was a constant, everyday process, no different than my running. Dianna had agreed it would be best for now if I did not attempt to wear my breast forms under my suit. We would allow those around me time to adjust, even as my body adjusted.The whole concept of me as a femme fetish fashion model had seemed such a ghastly joke when she and Paul had.