Fightingto keep my patience, and stay with the scenario I had planned for the lastweek, I waited again, practically drooling over the beautiful, helpl...ss formstretched in front of me.? Finally Iunbuckled the strap holding her right ankle to the foot of the bed and pulledher leg up and over until I could re-fasten it to the same bolt holding herwrist. Theleft leg received the same treatment and then I could tighten both straps untilher ankles almost touched her wrists. Standingback, quivering. “Where the tork are you?” she demanded. “Don’t you know what time it is?”“I’m standing outside the base, right where I’m supposed to be,” he told her. “Yank hasn’t shown up yet.”“What the tork?” Taz said. “Did you comm her?”“No, Taz,” he said sarcastically. “That didn’t occur to me.”Taz took a deep breath and let it out. “Okay ... sorry,” she said. “What did she say when you commed her?”“She didn’t say slag,” he told her. “It keeps going directly to the message server.”She shook her head. Mein or didi apne room mein chale gaye. Mummy bhi apne room mein chali`gyi thi or front open wala gown pehan rahka tha.Niche unohne kuch nahi pehna tha.Sab ke soneke baad azaz dheere se mummy ke room mein ghus gaya.Mummy ke kamre mein ngiht bulb jag raha tha.Azaz mummy ki bagal mein ja kar let gaya.Or mummy ke pet par hath pherne lag gaya.Mummy bhi azaz ka hi wait kar rahi thi .Azaz ne mummy ke gown ki dori khol di or mummy ke gown ko nikal diya.Or khud bhì nanga ho gaya.Dono hi bed par nange. I was beginning to understand the benefits of this one.I had always thought she was the sexiest thing on the planet. She was a woman with curves and softness in all the right places, perfect for squeezing and kissing. She, being a modern American woman, hated her body. She was always trying this or that diet, jumping onto the scale, checking the mirror with an unsatisfied look. There was nothing I could do about it. At times I tried to convince her that her body was amazing and lusciously sexy,.