I was stunned. She was drop dead gorgeous and looked like she was straight out of a swimsuit magazine. She was slim, perky boobs and curves in all the...right places. Her long wavy hair was honey blond, her eyes sea blue with incredibly long eyelashes and the shape of them gave her a submissive look. Her olive skin and clear complexion complemented her beautiful white teeth and stunning smile and when she spoke she had a charming but naughty expression that had me intrigued and completely turned. I heard them talking and one said, “It would be so cute if she had slut whore written on her ass. Then everyone would know she is a slutty whore.”“I like that. Anyone got a marker?” Mandy asked, then added, “No, never mind. Can’t do that today because she has to see the doctor sometime this week. Can’t let him see it on her ass. He might tell mom. But, maybe someday.”I felt better that she didn’t want mom to know what I was now, but my ass was still out in the open. So, I continued to the bus. ”“I can’t.”“Why not?”“You wouldn’t understand.”“Then make me understand. There is nothing here. Not one thing.”“This is where I belong. I take care of the children. Everything is here. I am comfortable here, and before long I will die here. The generations before me will have died here. I shall die with dignity. I will end the line. I have a great deal of pride living here.”“There is nothing dignified about it.”“Then accept that Allah has meant it to be this way.”“Allah? You can’t be serious.. It does give me a better view of your body, and I, ever so lightly, brush your hair off the side of your face so I can see your peaceful face.I gaze for minutes, never tiring of looking at you, watching you breathe and sleep. My fingers softly move along your side, dancing lightly on your hip bone, as I carefully lean forward and plant some tender kisses on your shoulder. The moment my lips touch you, I feel that electricity jolt me alive again, my nipples springing up, and poking into your.