How beautiful has woman been made, that she remains one unto herself and yet surrenders and becomes one with another! The dark. I touch myself and ima...ine the free flow of ideas and of feelings, the free flow of touch and the give and take, as her hand surrounds me now, as her hand slides along the length and encircles the girth, as her hand cups the spheres below and feels the source of the inevitable eruption. I touch myself but it is another hand that touches me in the dark. Sliding smoothly. We turned on the vibrators to maximum power and head on out to the big world. We walked hand in hand like 50 feet when she started running and pulling me after her. The excitement was great before but running … well that was totally different … as my muscles were trying to push out the enormous vibe the knickers were pushing it back … it felt like someone was fucking me from behind while I was running. After a mile or so we got in the center of town. Than we both needed a little “break” so we. After dinner, I had a few more drinks in the bar and talked to Manuel who told me about his family back home. Before ten I decided to call it a night and went back to my room. The drinks had made me a little tipsy and while I took off my dress, bra, panties and stocking my hands played with my boobs and I giggled like a school girl as they came erect. Without thinking much about it I lay down naked on the bed and let my hands explore my body. I usually didn’t play with myself at home, mostly. " As it should be." I was really quite pleased with the way things wereturning out. I had survived the horrors of the journey here, and now Ihad men who would owe me deference and service, something surely rareon Gor. I would have power, respect and the funds with which to livewell while I worked in Patashqar. Lady Jacinta would no doubt approve."Report then on where I can meet and interrogate this slave girl,Erin?" But of course. Our primary investigations have revealed that after themale.