Marta was not the kind of woman Robert was hoping to meet. Marta was dark, loud, unsophisticated, and rather too - large. Not that she wasn't sexy in ... crude way: large still firm breasts that had nursed a brood of children, wide hips that had made the nights of two deceased husbands and (Dawn had hinted) many other men, quite happy, and a waist that was surprisingly small for a woman who had been making babies since she was thirteen.Nevertheless, Robert had no intention of spending time with. The massive marble building held many complexes and courtyards, harem girls and slaves were trained, marketed and sold by her. He knew he would never be sold to her by the big woman, as his bookings were a great source of income to her, so why was he being brought here and why was she being so mean? As the lash bit into his back once more, sending the beads of sweat into a spray, he was brought back from his dreaming as they entered the huge building. Two huge eunuchs escorted the pair. .. the tendons in your thighs are starting to vibrate as your hands slip back down to your waist... ... your fingers pinch the narrow strip of elastic fabric that makes up the waistband of your delicate panties... you slowly... so slowly; don't want to disturb Sam... begin to roll the waistband down... over the perfect, smooth skin that covers your hip bones... feeling as the back band of the panties starts to slide down over the cheeks of the perfect bubble butt that you've worked so hard to. They were much more interested in the important things of life… like, for instance, which brewery produced the more excellent product. Now, with Christine available as a native speaker, I could explore such fascinating details at length. Marvelous! We could talk about all kinds of things, and it was no small benefit for me to have a native German speaker virtually at my beck and call, and we frequently did explore all kinds of topics, including German pronunciations and the subtle differences.