Beside, don’t you want to know how wet i had been all through the night.?”“But Kavya..”“I have a small treat for your eyes, do you want to m...ss that?”“I …”Kavya didn’t wait for his reply and dragged him to her room. There she pushed him on the bed and said, “Just sit there and watch”Slowly she started taking off her clothes. She was swaying her body to tease him. She slowly unzipped her dress but let it still stuck to her body.She moved her hands all over her body in a sensual way. Karan was. Ihave to always stay dolled up like a gopi bahu. My mother in law alsobeats me. I am not allowed to have a phone. I am monitored all the time.My diet is limited. I cannot eat what I want. Doctors keep me full ofhormones and moody.Patel: Madam, I will lose my job. Please go away.Patel jumped at the feet of the lady and begged her taking names of hischildren and swearing.After seeing Patel's begging the attitude of woman changed. She wiped hertears and now took a strict tone and warned. This guy was getting on Ben's nerves. "Benjamin Richard Butterwell, AKA Ben Polecat, age 35, born in Springfield, Indiana. Hair black, eyes blue, Height six two, weight two hundred twenty pounds." Ben scowled. He hated that name and every memory that came with it. Ben Butterwell had died in a military prison 14 years ago, and the less said about that the better.He glared at the bored inspector and wished violence upon him. "Get on with it." Man, Mo had better come through. If she didn't I am. The crisping black covering her skin retreated. Pale flesh swept across her skin, growing pink and alive.I landed beside her, tears spilling down my cheeks. “Zanyia!”The cat-girl’s golden eyes fluttered open. I collapsed to my knees beside her. She wasn’t dead. She survived. I seized her and pulled her to my body, burying her face between my breasts. I hugged her tight as my wings fluttered.“Mmm, this is a wonderful thing to wake up to,” Zanyia said, her hands seizing my tits. Her head rubbed.