I had forgotten that I am a married lady and what I am doing is not correct. Instead I was justifying my act by thinking that I am neither watching no... being intimate to anyone else other than my husband. My mind was pacifying me that this is just an act of listening the sounds which are created by some one else.So, with all these thoughts, my courage has been increased in multifold and started enjoying the moaning sounds of Kaki. By now, I even dared to imagine myself in the place of Kaki,. "What's this for?" asked the girl, touching the heavy weapon."Precaution," I said as we topped the rise, and I was proved right. One was afoot, legs wide spread, while the other sat his horse right across the road, pointing a big bore gun at us. The mules stopped without my command and stood breathing hard, ears flapping. The man on the ground came and held the harness."What'cha carrying?" he asked."House goods," I said, "Lady's clothes and such." Why'nt cha git down," he said, pointing his. She stopped after five minutes and attached one kg weight to each my pussy lips. It hurt so much hanging. By now everyone around had crowded up and started taking pictures of me. I tried to hide my face but they were in all directions. She said me to get on my four and face them for it is the punishment. She then stood on my back and said me to move forward and stopped me at the centre.I was so embarrassed. This was the first day at the company and that was my introduction.?Ladies and. Spend a night there and do an orienteering course the following day, returning to the same hut at night. Stan had it all planned, or so he said. That worried Robert. In distance the hut wasn't all that far but some places were steep and none of the others seemed to have any experience of walking. He hated walking at a snail's pace but thought he could probably stride ahead and wait for them at some point.Stan arrived late at breakfast with Barbara Maitland at his side. He had a quick cup of.