I kissed her gently at first, touching her only with my lips, savoring the kiss, her taste, her feel, I wanted to breathe her in as I leaned forward b...nding to her mouth. I wanted her so badly and had missed her for so long that my control was stretched to the limit. As I took her in my arms, felt her against me, it seemed the Earth Mother and torture had collided.Gently, I pulled away just enough to look into Martreen's eyes. Her eyes gazed back at me filled with a dazed longing, as if I held. As my marriage date was approaching, my curiosity was increasing about my married life and especially my wedding night – my suhaag raat. I had been virgin so far, but had some idea about the night from our college girly discussions. Everyone at home was getting busier. Tara used to visit me every other day and we would talk and discuss all preparations at each other’s house. Then a day before my final marriage Tara had come to my house. She asked my mom to get my nose pierced. She said that. You are 23 years old, 5 foot 10 inches tall, and you wear geeky looking glasses.This morning you were walking back from the bank when you spotted an old woman who had just dropped all her shopping. Deciding you had time, you went over and helped load her shopping back into their bags.As a thank you, she gave you a ring. This isn’t just any old ring, it’s a magic ring. From what she explained to you, you can alter the whole of reality simply by thinking about it, providing you are wearing this. "It's decided then. My birthday is on a Tuesday. That Friday I'll come over for dinner at your house and stay the night. My father won't get upset unless you make me cry."Bridget started to run off as I reached out. I was so shocked that I missed grabbing her arm and she ran off, disappearing into the distance before I could refuse her command.I spent the night at home, sleepless and worrying about the future. Bridget had made it clear that resistance would only encourage her to greater and.