You will write your thoughts, feelings, anything that you want. Anatoly, you will write about two paragraphs; Natasha, you will do 4 to 5."They each s...t down, grabbed a pencil, and went to work. Anatoly was seemingly unfazed by anything, but Natasha was visibly embarrassed and tried to cover her breasts and crotch. Beth took attendance and went around making sure the students were on task and completed their journals. They had a quick morning meeting where Beth discussed the assignments that. " Then Jean and Brad and your husband..." Oh no, my dear. They are casual friends and we do share beds and friends from time to time, but the people of whom I speak are elite. Their wealth enables them to travel around the world whenever they like and indulge themselves in luxuries of which you can only imagine." And you're one of them, but not your husband?"Tamita nodded."But why do you call yourselves Masters?" Because that's who we are. Many of the rich collect. Cars, jewelry, even villas. Around 9pm the phone woke me up. Someone reminded me of going out at night and asked me to wait on the street outside the hotel at 11 PM.Awake and interested, I quickly jumped into the shower and took a good bath.After dinner at the hotel, I apologized to my team and went out into the street. There, a young boy approached me, bowed respectfully and said he was to take me to the temple. We went together to a tuk tuka and after a half hour drive we stopped in front of the temple. I was surprised. In retrospect, she had to admit she was not the kind of woman who could make do with just merely the sexual attentions of one spouse but needed the variety of different seed-bearers to keep her on her toes.Right now the sensual young wife was luxuriating in the bubbly water of her bath slowly allowing her manicured fingers to investigate the depths of her feminine folds under the surface. One look at her lusting eyes in the huge wall mirror confirmed her shameful behavior hidden from view.She.