Perhaps that was a good thing. She sat on the bed, adjusting her skirt to leave her thighs bare. “Come here, girl,” she demanded. “No, not on th... bed, across my lap.” A moment's hesitation was quickly overcome by the simple expedient of raised eyebrows.Diana found Tegan's warm silky skin against her thighs very distracting and she had to refocus her thoughts before she could continue. Reaching underneath her she allowed her hand to carress Tegans breast, the nipple stiff against her palm. Her. I went to the bathroom, trying not to think and started the hot water running. Steam immediately filled the room. It smelled great. I turned around and brushed my teeth at the sink, but I didn't use the mirror much. Every time I looked up, I saw the look on my face still wondering about Sandy and the box in my room.I rinsed, threw my robe on the floor, and jumped in the shower. Ahhh! Hot, hot, hot! I stepped half-out and turned on the cold water to balance out the hot, then stepped back inside,. Woh peeche chali gayi aur us bhikari ke saath baith gayi…..Woh bilkul paas thi aur us bhikari se gandi baatein karne lagi….Accha baba tumhari shaadi ho gayi ya phir akele ho…..Nahin bhikari ko kaun banata hai pati….Biwi boli….Mein hu na chinta kyun karte ho……Accha batao tumhe meri taang kaisi lagi……Madam aapki taang to bahut gori aur lambi hai…Maza aa gaya dekh ker…..Accha itni acchi hai toh haath kyun nahin laga rahe…..Yeh sunte he us bhikari ne apne kale gande haath meri biwi ki thighs per. " Jan sighed, "It has an interesting story. It was started by a famous French model turned lingerie designer back in the seventies, Marie Luscious."What was she? The Martha Stewart of underwear?" Kim joked."Not really, the store mostly did high end stuff in big cities like New York Paris and LA. You could only shop at the store by invitation. Luscious left the company in the mid 80s after she was diagnosed with some real bad cancer. She was, like, obsessed with beating death and the tabloids.