Soft and slow, he savored her lips like the last meal of a condemned man while reaching around her neck to pull her in closer. In a most glorious turn... her tongue responded to him and she returned his kiss. Tears welled at his eyes as his enthusiasm surged and her hands clasped at his back, pulling his whole body into their kiss. As I awoke from my dream, I reached over to lay a hand on her naked and sleeping form with new understanding. She was the one I had fought and died for, defied a god. His neck creaked as he turned his head to take in his surroundings. Tree line, field, herd of cows peacefully grazing and a stone fence with an old wooden gate.It had stopped raining, he was glad to see, but the sky threatened more.Kimi managed to roll on to his stomach. Holding his ribs as hard as he dared, he struggled, first to his knees, then onto his feet. His left side felt as though someone was continually jabbing him with a knife every time he moved. But at last he got his feet working. Then we chatted a bit and then she started TV and some Bollywood song. And Deepika was dancing “Dum Maro dum” and Mayanti Started dancing doing sexy moves and asked me to dance with her. I said “I will only dance if you wear what Deepika is wearing and blinked at her.” She just blushed and smiled at me. I could not stop myself and pounced on her and grabbed her, hugged her tight and started kissing on her head, cheeks, and neck and she started moaning “Oh Rishit, ohhh “ den she said in my ears. " "Are you hard of hearing, man? 'am sayin' she humps her horny missus with 'em." "Good grief, woman, you need a priest, not a husband." "A priest ain't sowrin' muff with muff, nay spunky seed gets spilled." "Silence, silence, the devil has your tongue." Thank God for that, being possessed and unmarried seemed a blessing in the predicament I faced. My spontaneous outburst appeared to have worked, I sensed victory, only William Postlethwaite would not have it. He struck the air with rage and.