But don’t worry, I’ll be sure to make up for neglecting him earlier. We’ll kiss and make up!’ She laughed as she felt Little Zee jump with ant...cipation. Tenderly, she placed her head back on his chest. Just as Zach thought she was going to rest again, she lifted herself, placed her elbows on his chest, and rested her chin on her hands. ‘So, Ricardo the ship steward, I picked this one, so the next one is yours. Any ideas yet?’ ‘How do you feel about men in kilts?’ ‘Ooh,’ she purred. ‘Depends. This was the next-to-last can and he was already tasting the sweet sugared coffee Mrs. Conti always had waiting for him on the kitchen stove. He knew she wanted him to give it to her again but he was a bit reluctant because Mr. Conti was still pissed over the way he had taken the youngest daughter's cherry in front of her "already pregnant with his baby" sister. Of course, he didn't know at the time that the older sister was carrying and that the younger sister was still "Cherry". After he had. His right hand ripping and tearing open my robe. I scream out loud again. His left hand leaves my throat and covers my mouth completely. I smell his hand and on it has a familiar cologne that I recognize. But who?? His powerful left hand clamps over my mouth. He holds me down by my face. I feel his strong right hand lifting my legs up and spreading them apart. Under the hand covering my mouth a muffled scream of mine is heard.I hear the deep voice whispering harshly, “Shut up! Shut up! Shut. Dark was his complexion.His body was petite, and his buttocks were ample, always making the sage look twice at it.“What am I learning today, guruji?”The sage brought a solemn expression to his face. “It isn’t a lesson Nanda, but an experiment. One I’ve never made any of my other pupils do.”Nanda’s eyes opened wide.“You have reason to be happy. You are the only one I found worthy,” his guru said. “Very well. You know that we live in a patriarchal society, don’t you, Nanda?”“Yes, guruji.”“Good..