I felt it fluffy. I didn’t know what was it but I felt gr8. I inserted my hand inside her panty and to my amazing I found pubic hair it was like jun...le. I didn’t know what was it but my passion made me carry on then I felt her lips below. I rubbed it with my fingers she gave a slight moan. I sshhhh her n rubbed it harder. I had lubricated my screw but didn’t know what was he lubricator then I removed my pants and climbed over her. I removed her kameez and bra slowly so that my sis is not. So we decided to head to hotel, by the time we reached the hotel it was around 8 p.m. She went into the room, and I came out to get some food for To Go, and bought a bottle of vodka. I reached hotel by 9 p.m. and when she opened the door her body spray fragrance filled the room. it was so fresh, I went into bathroom for shower. By the time I came out I saw the food was placed on the table, neatly arranged with candle and she switched off the lights and I can see her, in candle light, it was so. Really to walk around in it. The pieces are quite large.”“Is that what troubled you?”“No. It was the whole thing. Remember last week we were talking about cultural appropriation?”“Of course.”“Well, I no longer know what it is. I mean, I know that a wooden boomerang that’s been painted but made in Japan is an imitation of an Aboriginal implement. Are Williams’ later paintings appropriation? Or are they artistic uses? Like Lichtenstein’s ‘Lady in a Flowered Hat’ or Pettibone’s ‘Lichtenstein’s. "Bonnie smiled and extended her hand. "That's quite all right, Mr. Green. I guess being a reporter for so long has caused me to forget how other people might feel. Please accept my apologies for intruding so soon after your horrible experience. I can be a brass plated bitch if I don't watch myself."Al blushed. These had been his very words describing her yesterday. "Apology accepted, Ms. Gillespie, but only if you call me Al."The only way Al could describe it was that Bonnie s face lit up when.