I read the letter again, tears in my eyes:Translated by Alina Zvonareva on this 17th day of December 2006. The translation is literal to better show h...r mood and feelings.My name is Ludmila Serova. I am from Moscow.I write this story with the truth, as I know it. I use real names and attached is a list and description of all the bad men and everything that I could remember.My father always called me Elena, but he died when I was seventeen I stopped using that name. My mother had died when I was. She was used to dressing conservatively, not anything like the slut she was portraying. Her dress barely covered her round bottom, the top barely reached below her breasts. It was almost impressive, she thought, that it could be so low cut and so high cut at the same time. The heels almost did her in. She wasn't used to two inches, let alone six.A receptionist droid ushered her into a bright office. The windows were large and uncovered, showing off a view of the surrounding skyscrapers. Cars. Her face asked him, "Will we ever have a baby?"His replied, "We'll never give up hope."Noah and Brenda awoke the next morning at around six; it was Noah'sfault, as he had to be at the hospital reasonably early. She, disturbedby his alarm, stretched and flexed her free arm and leg. It was aluxurious feeling, her softness squirming against him, and he nearlykilled the alarm and turned back towards her. Instead, reluctantly, hebacked away out of the bed, tucked the covers around her, and kissed. But to my surprise, Rajani came in and locked the room. I didn’t have time to recover from this sudden action and was standing naked with hard dick pointing to Rajani.She came near me and took my hands on her boobs. She hadn’t worn any bra inside so I was feeling her soft boobs and hard nipple. I removed her top and started sucking her nipples. She just let me do my job, in a way surrendered to me completely. After sucking her boobs I made her completely naked and stand there. I was looked at.