She was like, “Stop, first, go and brush. We have all day to do what we do.” Actually, I was pissed off.I went by saying, “When you woke me with...a coffee, I thought you will be a wonderful girlfriend or wife in the future. But denying when your partner is in rhythm is bad. It seems you have a long way to go to be a good girlfriend.” I freshened up. Kavi already prepared breakfast. We had that.While eating Kavi asked, “Am I not good enough to be your, I mean to be a girlfriend?” I said, “Of. " I unlocked the door and opened it to find Jessica standing their in her tight yoga pants and tight tank top, "we need to talk." I swear I swear I could taste and feel my heart beating in my throat. I tried to open my mouth and explain when it went dry and I couldn't say anything. She went onto saying, "I dont know what to get Cheryl for christmas, what do you suppose I should get for her." I swear I tried to stop myself from laughs of relief, but it just came out, "whats so funny ? im serious. She had chosen a dress in a light green whichcoordinated with her mother's, but was more understated. The bodice washigher and fitted tightly with gold laces, complimenting her figure. Herlong, wavy blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders and was set off by aplain gold tiara.The men knelt and the ladies curtseyed as the King, Queen and Princesspassed by on their way to the dais behind the altar, where they seatedthemselves on gilded thrones upholstered in purple. The King nodded to. The areolas were a light dusty brown – swollen and bumpy, resembling a large puffy bottle cap. Each complete with a rigid nearly three quarter inch long nipple that pointed straight at me from its half inch base. “Unbuckle your jeans too, Sarah.” I said in a breathless voice.She moved closer to me as she opened her jeans for me and shrugged them off down to the floor before she stepped out of them and stood before me in just her panties – arms at her sides looking up. “Well?” she asked.