" He gazed at the clear spring with the water bubbling toward the surface. "Since we don't have bathing suits, how are we going to do this?" We could ...trip down to our underwear and then afterward slip into our clothes, letting our 'unmentionables' dry on that rock over there," Greta suggested around mouthfuls of gingerbread. "This is delicious! You drinking the root beer?"He turned his empty tin cup upside down and echoed her earlier belch. The root beer had been surprisingly tasty and he'd. Hume lagne lga ki hmara Chudai krne ka Plan Chopat ho gya.. Inse to kuch nahi hona sirf baate karte reh jynge..Hum Chalte Chalte kuch Dur nikal aay aur Ek ghar k bahr wo Ruk gye aur Bola k Ye mera Farmhouse h.. Chalo tumhe Andar se dikhate h. Hum Andar Gye to Ek bda sa Hall tha aur andar ki taraf do kamre thy. Hall Me Sofe Table thy aur Side me Drinks ki badi si Collection thi. Ashfaak ne piche se mughe Jakad liya. Me hil bhi nahi paa rhi thi aur mere Neck par, Ears par har jagah Kiss karne. Kannst gern sehen – blonde Haare –das gewachsen – wunderbare –streichelt mit Gesange –gern – des Meisters Wange. Kunst der Minne – freut dich sehr – du bist Fee – und mein Begehr –oh holde Frau – mit gülden Haar –in deiner Brust – schlägt edles Herz –mit innig Lust – und nie wird Schmerz – für immer dein. Es ist nur Lust – die jetzt kann sein –ewig bist – du immer mein –die "Muse" – von oben Kopf – bis unten Fuße.Rosig fein – ist Wange dein –Augen blau - wie der Saphir –ist der Himmel – über. .." I repeated, my eyes locked on Ms. Sharp's eyes. My heart was hammering, my skin felt like hot lava."Yes. Because, sometimes, women can be slaves to other women. They can exist for the sole reason of bringing their mistresses pleasure, they can live for their approval, and crave the sweet sting of their punishment." Yes," I breathed, understanding what she was saying though I'd never heard the words before, had never thought those thoughts.Ms. Sharp trailed a single long finger down the side.