It is not my fault that you did not come out and get your share." I showed her the many times her sister/wives too, had sat beside her, as they talked...and ate their meals. I mentioned that Secric was on Samutzi helping Mom reintegrate the Tandra into a viable culture.Her eyes misted, and we walked out holding tightly to my arm, and through the parting crowd of admirers. All the Tandra had heard of what Susan had done, along with Secric. The newly freed Tandra had seen their exploits. Mom and. I slide your shirt off your back and then my hands begin to lift your t-shirt.Halfway up, I am amazed by your flesh. Your hair. Your everything. I look up to your face and that smile is back. I smile back and feel... peace? Home? Love. Both are love.Your shirt is gone. My shirt is gone. We stand a moment, not touching, just looking, taking it all in. I step closer and unbutton your jeans. Already I can feel what’s in store for me and I blush. I pull your jeans down and your briefs follow as. Valerie understood what was going to happen now. Over the course of the day, she was to be revealed more and more. As it was, the vicious scars on her back, the result of a safe word violation, were drawing stares and whispers. Outside of the BDSM community, few ever saw them in their entirety, though their presence had been part of her outing nine weeks ago. They proceeded to the checkout and encountered Rachael there.“Val, Charles. Good of you to come in. Is this all?”“Yes. Something new for. They would be here a week, but she needed this time for herself so much as she told them to stay on the grounds of the hotel and she headed for the sounds of the ocean and the cool sand. She left her flip-flops at the edge of the hotel property and tried to decide which way to walk and then she remembered the rock jetty that had given her so much peace her last visit and headed south towards it. It was a brisk walk and she lost herself in the sounds of the crashing waves, 'So peaceful,' she.