A map drawn of downtown Honolulu by a sailor would never show a Hotel Street. We all knew it as "Shit Street." The home of the porno district, strip b...rs-total nudity, sex shows-simulated and sometimes not so simulated, and hooker pick up street-both female and males dressed as females. Like Indianan Jones choosing the Last Supper Cup, one had to choose wisely when looking for pussy on Shit Street. More than one sailor I knew came away with a mistaken impression of the size a woman's clit could. We had never been sexual with each other though.Things changed when we went together to our cousin’s wedding. It was in another city, and she called and asked if she could travel with my wife and I as her husband was going to stay home with the kids. My wife decided to stay home as well as she did not really know my cousin Cheryl, and really didn’t want to take the kids on a long road trip during school. So my sister and I went together.Upon arriving for the weekend we went to the hotel, where. He was tall, even when sitting down and his eyes looked so harshly into hers that she turned her face away, instead studying the books on the shelves behind him.“On my lap,” he commanded.Her eyes darted back to him again, bewildered this time.“What?”“Lie down on my lap, Astrid.”“Are you... going to hit me?”“Now.”His eyes didn’t reveal anything, but she could still feel the heat rising to her cheeks as she leaned over and carefully tried to position herself and putting all her weight on him,. ...replaced by the Knights of Caldonia! The Duke was livid with rage! He reachedfor his sword but fell to the ground, clutching his chest, blood dribblingfrom his mouth, before he could draw the weapon.Lady Penelope came to my trembling form. "Fear not, my brave princess. It isabout time I introduced myself. I am the forest witch Druscilla. We hadplanned this ever since he murdered the king and queen. We started the rumorof the princess turned to a boy in order to get the Duke to use Zanta's.