So maybe from here on we'd better call it a true nightmare.It was only to the end of our affair that the utter futility of my love became clear to me....Alicia told me she could no longer accept whatever it was we seemed to have. To her it was just 'typing words and masturbating to it.' She insisted that I'd give her my true identity; it wouldn't affect her opinion at all, she promised. She even assured me she would get on a plane and come over to me 'to be your wife, your slave girl, your whore.. As dad was linking up with the maid. But I was wrong. His another link up happened when my dad’s childhood friend, got arrested for some loan default case. So his wife came running to my dad asking for a way to get bail on a non-bailable issue. Only top lawyers can convince the court for bail. So my father assured that he will what he can.When though I saw in glimpse and pieces, I could say she had fair sized boobs. Indian like fair complexion, not fair but not whitish, perfect size and figure. Once Alan got over his initial fright, I graduatedhim to the trendy chain shoe stores in the mall, restricting our initialforays to weekday afternoons when there were fewer gawkers traipsing backand forth. It may have been a humiliation for Alan (and an industrial-strength turn-on for me, watching him) to strut back and forth in highheels in so public a venue, but to our attendants, it was just anothercommission - and a handsome one at that, given the amount of money wespent. Of course, if I. Narrow. There was light shining inside, so there were probably other openings.After a short while inside, they came to a dead end and saw a hole down on the bottom of a cave wall. It appeared to be well lit on the other side of that hole. Genevieve bent down to peer through the hole. "What's on the other side?" Mike asked."It looks stunning," she replied. "I don't know how to describe it, but it looks like a pond with these crystal things which naturally formed from the top. It seems like.