.akhon e bhalo lagbe…aaj ker par dekho tumi tomar aai aadh madda barer bara ta chhartei chaibe na…’…Aai bale ram babu bou ar mai akta tipte th...ken aar arek chuste thaken…aar ooi bhabei ardhek dhoka bara ta niye thap mara suru karen…Aste aste thap khete khete Kamalar gud barar janya jayga chharte thake …Kamalar bhalo lage…se aro pa fak kare dey…’aah chodo..chodo…aai bhabe chhodo ..bhujle amar khoob bahlo lagchhe…’…kamala tar guder jal khasiye fele thap khete khete..Ram babu o balen’kamale tumio. ”“You cannot,” I said. “Our mission is very vital. No one can know.”Abner's eyes widened. “Oh, gosh, that's amazing. Okay. You can count on me.”“Have the supplies delivered to the Holiday Inn Express,” I told him. “We'll be staying there. We need it by morning. We're setting out early.”“I will, Saint Chasity. You can count on me.”“I knew I could,” I smiled. “You have my...blessing, too.”He beamed.Sister Stella smiled on the walk back. “You are not comfortable as the savior of the world.”“Would. She was pale when we arrived, we were both pale, and the patterned bikini I insisted she wore highlighted the whiteness of her skin. Also highlighting how much she had grown, but how unripe she suddenly looked. So pale. Within a day she had a bright pink haze over her body. By the second night she looked as if a golden frosting had been brushed over her, and after three days she was truly a body of shimmering gold, half done. On the fifth day she was done, her skin the colour of pale brown. Johan kissed me right on my little nubbin, my erect clitoris, and I moaned approval. He took my moans as approval to proceed, and tested my clitoris with the tip of his tongue. The contact of his tongue on my erect clit sent a shot of pleasure through me. “Oh god, Johan… do that again…” I lifted my ass off the bed to give him better access. Johan repeated touching my clit with his tongue, only this time he licked and stimulated me for several seconds before stopping.“Oh, Johan, that’s the spot….