My sister was two years older than me, tall, light skinned, blue eyes with freckles. I was the opposite, short, I was born early, so I was a good foot...shorter than most people my age, curly dark hair and hazel eyes, wide hips and I tanned easier. Even at a young age I used to flaunt my butt off to my sister, because she literally had none and I was a little jealous of the fact that she had more of a chest than me and most guys we met were always staring at it. For how short I was, guys seemed. ’ So helpless, soft, andweak. Never getting to experience the pleasures of life like a beautifulwoman. As I resuscitated myself, I vowed to ensure that neither of uswould ever feel alone like that again."Was that a hint of compassion? Marion wondered. But there was also a touchof something else in Christian’s tone. A sense of power...and pride.Before he could give further consideration to Christian’s state, theyreached the door. Initially he had thought it was closed, but on furtherinspection. He was sitting on the end of the bed and asked me how long he had me for.“Let’s just say possibly till breakfast,” I said.He grinned. “Good… now take those clothes off… and slowly.”I did just that — not that I had much on, only shoes and a dress which fell to the floor in front of him. He told me to walk to a door on the left, which I did. I opened the door and looked into a bathroom.Max asked if I needed to use it, which I did, and he said, “Please, use the shower, but leave the door open so I. Fir mene useki salwar bhi utar di ab wo puri nangi ho gyi thi, usne mujse kaha k ab tum bhi apne kapde utaro, mene kaha khud hi utar do lekin pure mat utarna, usne meri pant ki zip kholi or unadewear k sath niche khiska di. Jab wo ye kar rahi thi to apne ghtno k bal bethi hui thi, jese hi usne pant niche ki mera khada lund uske muh par jor se takraya. Wo mera lund dekh kar heran reh gyi, phon pe chat krte waqt hum kafi wide ho jate the, to jese hi mene use lund apne muh se chusne ko kaha wo.