Lakin mai bola ki tum to shadi shuda ho to vo rone lagi or kahne lagi ki mera pati mujhe santust nahi kar pata ye sunkar mai chowk gaya or vo dhire dh...re mere hoto ko chusne lagi to mai bhi garam ho gaya to mai bhi uska sath dene laga or mera hath uski chuchi par chala gaya or us mai dabane laga uske muh se awaje anne lagi aaaa…..o sir please thora tej dabao bada maja aa raha hai or uska hath mere pent ki jib khol raha tha or jib kholte he usne mere underwear me hath dalte hairan rah gai ki ye. Her smile of proud happiness making her look even more beautiful.I sat up, and she handed me the replete baby. I held him carefully, marvelling at his perfectly formed tiny fingers and hands, the softness of his skin, and smelled the mingled scent of baby, milk and Caroline. For a minute or two I just sat with my son, still and warm, cradled in my arms, until a snore announced Master John-Jarvis had fallen asleep.During those few minutes I experienced the most tranquil, most proud, most perfect. He said that was no problem but he did ask why I was naked. I explained him I liked being naked. It gives me a sense of freedom, but I have to be honest, I also find it a turn-on when people see me naked.For weeks we saw eachother regularly online, and he always had to laugh at me being naked. He explained that his religion didn't allow him a lot. He was 27 but never had a girlfriend. One day he asked if it would be easy for him to find a girlfriend in Holland, where I lived. Over the next. I only heard of it from the shaman himself. At the time, the tribe's chieftan already had an heir, so there was no need for the ceremony. We were foraging for some herbs and vines and came across some of the plants. It was a rare enough find that the shaman collected some roots to dry for future use. He gave me three of the roots." Ned tapped the box. "One is in here, one we've been working on in the lab to analyze and the third is in a safe-deposit box." How did your shaman come to entrust.