“Have you been up to the Castle?” I asked, “We should go up and see the view.”“No I haven’t, I’d love that,” she replied and together ...e headed up the steps towards the Castle Wynd.As we rounded the steps and came onto the Royal Mile I suddenly remembered the Tattoo was on that evening. The street was full of people, all heading in the direction of the Castle. I took hold of Debbie's hand so we didn’t get separated in the throng.As we stepped into one of the narrow closes that connected the. Mai btana chata tha pr btane ka mann nahi kita. Sahiba dhire dhire apna haath chest se niche leke aati rahi. Or kaan mai phusphusane lagi. Abhi chudwake aayi hu pr jassi jb tk tere saath na kru jism ki pyas hi nhi bhukti.Or ye khte khte uska haath mere lower ke ander daal diya or piche se mera lund pakad liya. Mera lund pkdte hi wo ek dum chowk kr mujh se hatt gayi. Actual mai mera lund 9 inch ka h jo ki jassi se bhut bada hai. Sahiba ko lund se pta lg gya ki mai jassi nahi hu.Sahiba gusse mai. This wasn't the time, nor the person, todiscuss how I was coping with my new reality."Whatever," I said. "The thing I cannot seem to understand is why you wouldgive the stone to Cindy. I mean, what if she had made a wish to be the headRaiderette? I mean, look at me. Just a slip of the lip has knocked you downa couple of places from the top."I watched her hands balls into tight, little fists. Obviously, she stillsmarted from her impromptu demotion. Especially when only a handful ofpeople knew. As her hands moved further downward they discovered that her short plaid schoolgirl skirt had been pushed up and was now bunched at her slender waist and the white silk panties that she had worn underneath were missing but again this is what she wanted.She could feel that the white knee socks that had covered half of her silky smooth legs were now bunched around her slender ankles and she discovered that's where her panties were and she smiled to herself. She was sure that her schoolgirl.