."Christy and her sister got the cups attached to her breasts, and secured them with some tape."Shit, is that all there is to them?" Christy said. "Ha...f of my tits are hanging out, and my nipples ... When I get turned on, and they get erect, it will be so fuckin' obvious, Ken will know for sure." Stop your whining," her sister said. "That's how they are meant to be, and so what if Ken knows your nipples are hard and erect. Do you think he wouldn't like to know that you are turned on and hot for. I was dressed in my trademark tight white shalwar and sleeveless kurta which was eqully tight. I purposely had chosen one without dupatta so that he could stare at my jugs all day and get horny.When he entered I was leaning against my table pretending to be working but really to give him a glimpse of my nice round ass and shapely legs. He swallowed and stared as I turned around and smiled. I asked him to sit on the chair opposite me and remained standing with my elbows on the table.My kurta was. “See you soon, baby,” Mark whispered and his lips touched her hair. She heard him walk down the stairs into the kitchen. The noises told her that he was making some coffee (and he always made extra for her). In the meantime he would take his other stuff, open the curtains and let their dog out in the backyard. After that, he would fill up his to-go cup, get in his car and drive to work. Cynthia sighed again, turned around and watched how the alarm clock switched from 6.49 to 6.50. She crawled. ? I turned and started toward the door. ?No, wait!? She implored to me. ?I want to have the full picture I want to know what it’s like to be in the House of Singing Wind, the experience, talk to the others. I want my story to be fact based on my own experience not perceptions. I’ve flown here, to God knows where and you’re ready to send me off? Maelstrom promised me a story and I’m here to get it and I mean to get it.? There was fire in her eyes now and the small smile was again.