My focus moves slowly from one picture to the next my imagination bringing her to life as I see her move from one position to the next as each piece o... clothing falls away. In my head I can hear her whispering my name, her voice and accent so exotically different from what I hear daily on the streets outside. My hand slides up and down slowly as I focus on the next image. A close up of her bared breasts and my heart beats faster my mouth going dry. I can almost feel the caress of her smooth. Down the stairs we walked in pairs, and exited through the twin doors at the bottom, women to the right, men left and into the vestibule. Down another flight we descended. The wardrobe door stood open, there was no attendant, so all took care to hang up their own garments, some woven of fine colored silks, others threadbare, all left abandoned as their owners stripped and headed to the baths. There was no attendant either, just a mountain of folded towels upon the tables, and very large tea. And believe me, our future was far less certain than those of our friends. Yes, the world is a dangerous place. Yes, it can be relentless and unforgiving. But you must always believe in the best until facts prove you otherwise. I always believed that someone like you would rescue my family – and you did. I always believed that I would meet a man like Yerrick – and I have. I always believed that I would one day raise a child in a land that I’m proud to call home.”She patted the growing bulge at. In the morning I knew both the skirt and shoes would now fit me perfectly.I texted Gary as I had been instructed by him that every night before bedI had to text him with what bed time attire I was wearing and what newcolour my nails were. I knew I had to play along with his instructions asfrom the last few days he was stronger and in the upper position of power,and the spankings flipping hurt."Light red nail varnish and reddish pyjama set" I textedThere was no reply, how could there be!!! He.