Her face is pleasing as the full moon, her body well clothed with flesh, is soft as the Shiras or mustard-flower Tree folds of wrinkles cross her midr...ff about the umbilical region. Her Yoni resembles the open lotus-bud, and her Love-seed (Kama-salila, the water of life) is perfumed like the lily which has newly burst. She eats little, sleeps lightly and, being as respectable and religious as she is clever and courteous she is ever anxious to worship the gods. Chitrini or Art Woman is of medium. “I know better than to trust you with anything that enters my body.”“A prude as always,” Sandy shook her head.“I’ll show you, prude,” I stared at her. The two of us had never got along ever since Martha decided to leave Sandy’s apartment and came to live with me.Martha shook her head determined to make this work. “How about we play a drinking game,” she smiled trying to defuse the situation.It didn’t take long for Joe to come up with a few drinking games. I decided I would play along even. S. because her father died owing money to bad people and she was taken in exchange for the money owed. She managed to get away from the men that were going to film her as they were arguing over who was going to be first with her. Boris (no less) had just chased her into the alley and knocked her down when we showed up. The others had gone in different directions looking for her. I asked how many there were and she said she counted 5 others, but there might be more.I asked if she could take me. I told her that I wanted something that was dark and long and she escorted me over to a section that had several examples. It didn’t take me long to pick one out and she happily wrapped it up, had me pay, and I was on my way. I then proceeded to Paul’s place. While I was considerably less nervous than my last visit now that I had met him and had already hooked-up with him. I was a different type of nervous as I was taking another step toward sissydom by doing this. Was I sure this is what I.