Most men see their wives with another man,or woman,and they simply cannot deal with it.The fanstasy and the reality are often times two different thin...s.Sometimes the fantasy is far better than its reality.On to the 5th question Five) How attractive or not are you?There are two types of swingers,there's "Ken and Barbie," and there's "Gladys and Harold." Ken and Barbie are "in shape,classy and well educated," while "Gladys and Harold" are...well,fat slobs.But here the problem....Gladys and. Then she lay down on the nearby couch. “Yes ... Miss ... oh yes ... Miss ...,” said Belle as she crawled forward. Such was the treatment of a slave-girl in the Palace of Quireme.Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! “Come on, girl ... let’s have that bottom up!” Belle had been lying down dozing, not even having seen the Overseer arrive. She simply felt her flanks seized. All the same, she recognised the voice. It was one of the more brutish ones. A peasant-type Hungarian by the name of Bela. Belle positioned. They brought me a cup of tea which was very welcome and i showered and went out to enjoy the scenery.We had got into more narrow waters and the trees and banks were much closer and a couple of times we followed other house boats on their way with tourists enjoying the experience like i was. The captain was busy for most of the morning due to the narrow waterways we were navigating and the other traffic but soon after lunch we reached more open waters and he relaxed. He chatted with me for a. It was pitch dark even in daytime. Everyone was trying to find some shelter or some conveyance to return home. Those who stayed in low-lying areas were shouting. I was frantically shouting for help.Suddenly God heard my prayer and a strong hand lifted me like a child. In his strong arm, I looked tiny I didn’t know who he was. Holding me in one hand he swam in the neck deep water and after half an hour, we reached a flat near Kandivali. There also the car parking area was flooded. Holding me in.