She lay on the bed, in a black nightie, it barely covered her thighs and her tits were almost falling out the top. He couldn’t resist and moved ove... and lifted the hem to take a peek. A soft gasp as he saw what was there, a bald, smooth slit between her legs, he wanted to jump on her and give it to her, but he held himself in check, instead a finger tracing down over her lips a soft moan roll onto her back and legs parting slightly. It was as if she was asking him to fuck her. He moved back. It was a very warm day and I was overheating in my rainmac as I entered the doorway. I walked the length of the normal bookshop, passing people in shorts and T-shirts, one or two who glanced at this flustered-looking perv in his dirty mac, all done up, heading for the dirty bookshop in the basement. It’s the 70s and I’m still embarrassed being seen going into a dirty bookshop, but really I loved it, being seen by people who I was sure would be thinking ‘pervert’, ‘wanker’, and so on. Down the. At this , he came and lifted me so that half of myself was out of window. His one hand was on my boobs and other was covering my hips. I cried with the fear and he pulled me back . I was so afraid and feeling giddiness that I sat on the ground but Bhai Saheb lifted me and put on the bed. When I regained myself,I found him Kissing my boobs. I tried to get out of the bed but he overpowered me and lifted my Dhoti and played with my pussy hole and in one go he removed his underwear put his lund on. Last year a team had discovered an unopen tomb. Not since Carter had found King Tut, has a tomb been found of such importance. Not much was known of the Princess Tinakimknoa, or as she had become known as Princess Tina. What was known was she had died at twenty-one, and it was believed she had been assassinated. It had been a rumor that the princess had bedded one hundred male slaves in one night and the next morning all the slaves had been,"loved" to death. If the princess had only had her way.