I’m sure nothing much would happen, but the buzz it would give me… well, it makes me excited even just to think about it. But I would only go if ...ou agreed and I wouldn’t do anything that you didn’t agree with. From now on, we must be open with each other.”I still was harbouring guilt that I hadn’t told Maggie about the unprotected sex I had with Kat. I also felt a little pressured, since I was sure that it was only a matter of time before Kat would mention it when they were socialising. I liked tickling her, which turned her on, but she couldn't take much of it, as she was basically one big ticklish spot. This was especially true of the soles of her feet.She just kept pushing the envelope which disturbed me. When she wanted us to watch porn together, I sincerely tried to get into it, but it's just not me. What a husband and wife shared was, to me, something that was an expression of love. I'm not excited by the reduction of that to animalistic rutting. Not that I'm a prude by. Akbar broke the kiss and slowly lifted the gown up. Shahnaz quickly sat up to help her father. The simple act of taking off her gown was so defining that night. Her father had taken her clothes off for the first time as a woman.Shahnaz could just about make out in dim light as her father dropped her gown on the floor. He removed his kurta and threw it away. Shahnaz felt her throat choke. The sheer perversity and taboo of her father removing her gown and then taking his clothes off seemed even. I hid in the straw for three days as these men slaughtered most of our monks, took anything of value from our monastery and carried away our sisters to what I later learned was a life of Viking sexual servitude. I was one of the lucky ones, because of my size I would make a valuable slave, a field hand so my life was spared. We sailed to Reril in what is now Norway in wet, cold, windy weather, we were fed fish and fresh water collected in the ships sails. We arrived in Reril and the whole town.