Honey stood there trembling as he walked slowly around her, surveying her and sizing her up like he was about to buy her. He trailed his fingers aroun... her as he circled her, his fingertips leaving a trail of fiery desire on her alabaster skin. He didn't touch any of her erogenous zones, a fact that only seemed to heighten her arousal. "Very nice... you have a very nice body, Mrs. Davidson. I do enjoy a woman who takes care of herself. Your husband is a lucky man. And this will work in your. And don’t worry, playing with yourself is definitely allowed.’ ‘Really?’ I asked, unable to believe what I was hearing. ‘Oh, yes,’ said Vanessa. ‘And if you’re really friendly, you may get to play with me. I know all the best games.’ Then she bent down and picked up a bottle of sunscreen that she had left lying in the sand next to the brightly coloured towel that she had spread on the sand. ‘But if we are going to stay out in the sun any longer my tender skin needs a little protection,’ she. The first problem we ran into was nothing to braid. Since we had plenty of skins lately I asked Taachachi if she knew any women that knew how to cut thongs from rawhide. She looked at me like I was a dimwitted child."Every woman knows how to cut thongs," she said."That is great. I need two of the bear skins cut into thongs please. I need them for Cowta to make more hobbles from," I said."What are hobbles?"Instead of trying to explain I rummaged around and found the other pair I had. Of course I. I was involving her into the conversation by saying, “Please don’t cry, I am there for you. I understand how my brother treats you. It’s ok, cry out. Leave your burden out.”I was saying all those to comfort her while my hands worked on her waist. She started responding to my touch and got closer into my arms. Now I slowly started easing my grip on her and leaving her free. I suddenly removed my hands off her.I said, “Sorry bhabhi, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. Sorry if I touched you.