Their entire savings was spent trying to save her, but every attempt, including leeches, prayer, holy water, and many others was in vain. Dara’s mot...er died in her bed, with her daughter at her side, holding her by the hand. She could still remember her mother’s last dying words – ‘Dara, child. You must be strong! Your destiny is to be more than a chandler’s daughter — much, much more. When you are strong enough, old enough, you must seek the help of someone. Far away, in High Reach, you must. He ended up signing the lease to the apartment nearby in the hope that he would run into her again in better circumstances. He couldn’t help but to have vivid dreams of making passionate love to her since he saw her and he started a morning ritual of beating off to the thought of her that continued even now. During the month before he moved in, he kept thinking to himself, maybe it was better to have her be a mere fantasy. What if her personality was horrible and nothing to reflect her cute,. ? (I was very happy that she did not ask me loud so others could hear, she just spoke loud enough for me to hear.)I looked at her and told her no, and I knew what she was going to ask next and sure enough she did. She said to me. "Honey if you ain't into S&M what's this shit for?"I took a deep breath and not wanting to be heard I said, "that is a harness that holds two toys that vibrate inside of me by remote control." I pointed to the front of the thing where the front part to vibrates as it. The world no longer seems important as we stand there in the crimson light, making no sound save the gently moist sounds of our kiss. The sound of the kiss breaking seems to echo throughout the room – or perhaps just in my mind – and you stand back from me. The light is behind you, creating a silhouette of your shapely form. Your hands move to your thighs, gliding down over the smooth skin of your hips and under the elastic of your silken panties. I observe with growing desire as you pull them.