One of them, Rijoy, changed the direction of the conversation. "Hey man, you're one lucky geezer, you know." Yeah," said another, his name was Girish...."This girlfriend of yours is something else. I only wish you'd gone topless, Devshree. Now that would have been a sight."Devshree blushed.Girish continued, "We were hoping there'd be some fit women here, especially Sanat." He nudged his friend in the ribs. "But we never imagined there'd be babe like you here."We reached our apartment."Would you. Do we have a deal?" she asks.You smile. The girl is being as rational as she can be. Serum girls arenever fully rational, ruled by their bodies hormones, genetic impulses,needs and emotions. You can see that a part of her is relishing thedanger and thrill of being trapped as a common slave girl forever. Thereis something perversely fatalistic about serum girls, the way they toywith their freedom, almost wanting it to be stripped from them. "I don'tmake deals with slaves," you state. You see her. " I am a little puzzled by the expressions of some of the Ceradolancourtiers, there at the back, to what the king just said," I whisperedback. "These are serious matters but one of the men almost seemedbored. He even had the trace of a smile on his lips a minute ago. It'sa calculating smile. I don't like it.maybe he has other ideas."Penarche shrugged. "Maybe he has all heard it before."The following day we set off from the capital. The Ceradol lands weredrier and not so well treed or as fertile. There I stood, yet still I tried to work out how many of Anna’s thongs I could make out of the fabric of Kelly’s pants. I reckon it was good for double figures. I watched, (fascinated I have too admit) as Anna tugged at the material as Kelly rocked from one side to the other allowing her pants too be slowly inched over her hips. Soon as the obstacle of desk, hips and bodyweight was past, Anna wasted no time in breaking off her extremely passionate kissing to bend down and swiftly pull the.