I was wearing a lehenga with heavy embroidery and jewels. I was 24 years old getting married. He came to the holy place and we got married. We had a l...t of fun.My husband had booked a hotel room with double bed for first night. I was first in the room. I had not slept for more than 24 hours. I looked very tired. I was about to fall down. He entered the room. I got up from the bed. I fainted it seems he had said to me. I slept off. I woke up again at night 1. He was fast asleep beside me. He had. Don't you feel better?"I had to tell her that it did make me feel good."I hate to cover up such beautiful lingerie but I wouldn't want you tocatch cold. Put your gown and robe back on and come over here and sitdown."I did as she asked and sat at the table as she got out her makeup kit.She turned me where the light was better and began applying foundationto my face. Eye shadow, liner, mascara and blush was next. Just as Junewas applying a deeper red lipstick, Debbie walked in.Debbie said, "What. Most probably those explosives were taken from some military storage, just a few days before. This whole operation was part of a larger plan to make some minority people look like terrorists, so that the majority would have a justified reason for harder actions. The fact that I managed to stop this plan is only a small setback for them. I can only hope that it is enough for some decent people to notice and react. The really sad thing is that some of my own people would also have liked it to. ' So have run the gamut of my thoughts, Mistress, these many nights past. Given your pursuit of further status in real life, we rarely have time together for our virtual lovemaking in this electronic world and even when we do, the site so often seems to disintegrate into electronic nonsense. I see no other recourse than to write to you as in this letter. Here, to let you see how my mind rages along such paths of trepidation. Willing you to see my inner fears and my hopes for us. I cannot.