Then two Centaurs swooped in and the two women were carried back to the steps of the temple directly below the group of women at the top. Two more Ce...taurs moved in to help the other two. Two Centaurs each held Bar and Joanna and hoisted them up to their eye level leaving their feet dangling in the air as each were critically examined and appraised by all the Centaurs. Two Centaurs repeatedly yanked at what little remained of their pants till they came off and Bar and Joanna were left in only. Let me start at the beginning.Hope is the kind of wife and mother that reminds you of those perfect women in sitcoms. Always ready with a plate of fresh-from- the- oven cookies and a ice-cold glass of milk, Hope helped form my opinion of what a woman should be. Even at that tender age, I knew that Hope was different from other Moms. She was smarter, funnier...sexier. It wasn't like she was slinking around the house in a silk dressing gown, flashing glimpses of her underwear at my tender,. In the mean while she wanted to complete her works and come to my room. I went to my room and wore shorts without shirt. I switched off the light. After half an hour my aunt came to my room by wearing a sexy transparent sari. Her sexy heavy curves were shining in the bed lamp. She straightly came to my bed and sat beside me.She smelled so sexy with light fragrance. I slowly reached her back which was opened broad and whitish in color. I rubbed her back with my wet lips. I bit her bulged back. It was primarily for cooling and freedom of movement. But, I had to admit that it was also amazing to look down and to see how my body was changing after only a couple days. He was training me in martial arts, bow and arrow (that he had made for hunting), kendo stick, and kali arnis stick fighting. He stressed they were more for developing reactions and instinct, seeing movement and reacting to it.One day, I was practicing with the bow. I had an arrow strung and taking aim when he came up.