A polite cough let everyone know I was there and June immediately sat up.“Oh Phil, I want to introduce you to my husband, John.”“Hi Phil,” I s...id shaking his hand."Hi, John, nice to meet you. June told me so much about you.”June got up and lifted a drink down for Phil and took her Pina Colada, and then she asked Phil to move over a bit while she lay next to him after placing the tray on the table. I lay back on the sun lounger beside Phil’s, while June cuddled up to him, but Phil still sat up. Saima has a fair complexion, 5 ft 8 inches height with silky hair and very slim body. She took good care of herself so that she looked sexy and attractive to me. She had her insecurities that I don’t get married to another woman. Ladies usually have these insecurities though I have told her several times that she does not have to worry about it.When we both landed in Chicago, The University had provided us with a guide. His name was John Smith. He was an Assistant Professor in our Department.. Smiling. He's the architect of all this. This pain, this humiliation and degradation, this house, this hatch, Dominique -- they were all part of a carefully designed plan, a hideous fucking machine with one purpose: to take the darkest and most filthy fantasies from the rotten old man's brain--fantasies that have grown and festered in his deranged mind for a lifetime--and make them reality. At the heart of it all was a list which churned the gears of this dreadful machine forward. It was a. Her pallu was displaced and her breasts moved up and down as she took her breath. They were trying to come out of her low cut blouse and as I observed I saw that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I could even spot the nipples if I observed keenly. I was overjoyed .Suddenly she opened her eyes. She couldn’t see what I was doing through her sleepiest eyes. I quickly changed my glance and said, “Good morning Sister!” She replied, “Good morning Hari, how come you woke up so early?” I only smiled. She then.