All these cruel days and painful nights she had felt the green gaze upon her. But it had been an illusion, a feverish dream. She had been alone all al...ng."Thank you, Mistress", she whispered. She pitched forward and broke down in a torrent of tears. Her shoulders shook. From her throat rose a wailing sound. She sank into a bottomless pool of misery, feeling things shift in her mind. Sluices opened, dams broke. A huge tsunami swept away the last remnants of her naïve hope and desperate. Mein jab bhi usse milta usko hug carta and akele mein mila to lip kiss cata tha usme bada maza ata tha.And badi wali bhanji suhani to mast thi lekin bhav nahi deti thi but uske noobs and color mujhe attract carte the lekin wo kabhi bhi nazdik nahi ane deti thi. Isi tarah time nikal gaya and mein aur babli close ho gaye and sex ki baatein khul k carne lage ,ye sab meri didi ko malum hua to wo hum dono ka bohut gussa cari aur unhone samjha sab band hogaya ,lekin humdono ki bateein chalu thi aur. Standing, nervous in all her naked glory.She looks as if she had been crying. Now I wasn’t so sure of the plan. Abigail said it would be good to give her most of the day to think about our evening together.In fact I couldn’t help notice that Josephine kept glancing at me and blushing throughout the day. I had thought it was a good sign. Now?“I am here to see to your needs, my husband.” She says. Almost formally.I usher her in. Suddenly nervous myself.I pull her into an embrace. Kissing her on. Instead we sip our drinks and watch. After about an hour, the spotlight suddenly shines on the low platform in front to the stage. The stage is polished hardwood but the edges are padded and low padded benches are built in on three sides of the stage. The platform is padded and draped with a pastel blue sheet. Now is the time; I lead you over to the platform and order you to mount it. You step up, trembling, unsure of what is to take place. You soon learn that you are to be the featured.