Fir hamne bahot sari shopping ki. Wo jab undergarments kharid ne liye gayi to mene unke liye ek black color ka backless gown liya. Or ek bikini set bh....Dusre din unka birth day tha to me ne raat ko 12 baje unke kamre me cake le ja ke wish kiya. Hamne sath me cake khayi or pehli baar mene unko bahot tight hug kiya. Esa lag raha tha jaise hum dono ek dusre ko abhi paana chahte hai.M: aunty kal kahi ghumne chale? Apka birthday celebrate karengeA: agar koi dekh lega to kya kahega?M: kisi aisi jagah. Now , she thought. Please, now. The first blow, when it came, was nothing like the rude slap on the behind he had given her before. It was light, hardly more than a pat - just enough to make the skin tingle slightly. It was followed by another just like it on the other cheek. There was a pause. The next slaps were a little more brisk, though not much, and there was less space between them. Gradually they started to come faster… and harder. There was some pain, yes, but soon Theresa felt a kind. Come in Grant.”“John?” Grant replied. “What’s going on?”“I’m in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop off some supplies for you.”“And what’s the Rapier?”“It’s Stiletto’s big brother. We also have Saber and Cutlass, along with the Big Daddy, Broadsword. They’re new gifts from Oscar.”“Any instructions or additional crew?”“Negative, so I guess we’ll have to train our own. They do have one great feature ... if push came to shove, on all but Broadsword, a single crewman could handle an open water. Foundation smoothed gently into his blemish free skin, there was no sign of any beard or any other hair to mar his body. He added peach coloured powder, pink blusher, three shades of eye shadow, thin but very obvious eyeliner and lashings of mascara to thicken his already bold eyelashes. His hand was rock steady as he applied a dark red outline to his mouth with a lip pencil and then filled it in with pink lipstick and gloss to create a perfect face. He rolled nylons up his legs, clipped them.