We'd been out dancing and drinking and Uber'd back to my place where we nearly finished another bottle of Jose Cuervo. Ash and I been snugly before, a...d sexy-danced together at parties. But, it’d never gone this far. Neither of us had any experience with other girls. But, FUCK she was unbelievable at eating my pussy. At some point I remember her kissing on me and us giggling about it. Then she fell on me again and her mouth was so melty and warm and soft I just sort of tumbled into her body. We. Are considered clothing.The husband is required to advise the Wife when his workday is easy and he is available to service the Wife. He is not required to follow the dress code during his workday.To insure a successful marriage, the Wife may punish the husband for the following infractions as follows. This is a guide only and does not limit the Wife to decide to punish for other infractions:Not following instructionsNot satisfying his Wife when directed to do soNot following the dress. One road ran through the square which all traffic, be it car or camel, would use and was the route the taxi would be driving to arrive at his house. Dan always used the same taxi driver and recognised the car in the distance. Swerving to miss the numerous potholes on the sand and dirt road, it entered the square spinning up plumes of sand. Getting out of the taxi Ray paid the driver, grabbed their bags, and made their way into the garden of sand. Stopping just inside, Ray and Bridget eyed the. Peeking out of the corner of sullen lashes, I realize He has truly gone without a trace. I can still see the surreal image of His face burned into my mind. I nearly want to cry. Not once did He even smile at me, just gazed upon me all the while I had so boldly tried to beguile him from across the fire. Had I only imagined the desire I thought I had seen raging in His eyes? A week has passed but I am still moody and brood over the Man with the Drum. I shun the attention of yet another hopeful.