She first got rid of the saree pins and took her hands to the pallu and pushed it to the floor, the pallu dropped onto the floor and my heartbeat star...ed to race. now she turned back and was facing me ( she couldn’t find me because the room was designed like that. She was in blouse and a mustard clolured petticoat, Wow she has a mole very near to her navel is seducing. She has some extra flesh on her tummy which brought some foldings on her hip. she bent her hands to undo her blouse, her hands. It has seen both kindness and cruelty among the races, so Universe Prime made the following hidden laws. The host cannot use the program to directly take life or cause the genocide of another species, the host cannot control the mind of any universe, the host may not pass on the program themselves, the host will be bound to the rules of the program. Breaking of any of these laws will result in the forfeiture of that daily rule. Upon death, the program will pass on to another species, if. That evening several vehicles arrived and well dressed men and women got out and were greeted by the general. Seats had been set out for everyone, one by one we were all paraded through the group as if in some sort of show or market, hands poked and prodded us all over, I recall a man and woman both stand either side of me run their hands up and down my body feeling my muscles, look into my mouth checking my teeth, then bend me over part my butt cheeks, I was then spun around while they still. I opened the door in the back and quickly entered. "So, how are we doing?" "Good, we have several barrels waiting to sell, sir," a male worker replied, rolling a barrel towards me. He put it up onto its end and I leaned towards it. I grabbed a cup as he opened the barrel up. I brought the cup down to the barrel and filled it up. I took a drink. "Yes, a superb taste and always plenty of people willing to break the law. How much do we have that's ready?" "Come and see," he invited me, strutting.