He met Karith's mother, married, and began to raise a family, when 'The Plague' changed everything. He left Barcelona and that life after the disease ...ook his wife, an exceptional healer who had succumbed to the same disease that she had been treating. Galt had fled the Black Death with his young daughter making his way northeast to the coast and this small village across the border from Italy, far from the ravages of that fell disease. A master swordsmith was in less demand far from the. Then we parted and looked at each others eyes. She started unbuttoning my shirt removed it and I started to fondle her boobs over her top.She was wearing a pink churidar with a zipper at the back. I opened the zip and touched her bare back and ran my fingers over there. I pulled the top and it fell down. She was now in her white bra. I started kissing her neck and moved downwards. I licked her cleavage. Her white boobs were so cute in that laced bra and her pink erected nipples were also. ”“After all, you have a program for our having fun together. It would be stupid of me to interfere.” But, her program or not, this was obviously the time for him to act. He kissed where her neck met her shoulders, then trailed kisses down her spine. He kissed every vertebra once, sometimes twice. He used the backs of his fingernails to scratch her thighs. As his kisses got lower on her back, he stroked between her thighs to her snatch. She spread her legs to give him room. He stroked the lips. "Come on Trev," I said, "it's Christmas." I push myself back in his arms. He held me tight and kissed the top of my head. This is not what I wanted, I want him to take me roughly, make me cry out, bring me to a crashing orgasm. Soon after that, he kisses me good night and he leaves me standing there, my whole body shaking with desire. Fuck him, if he doesn't want me, there's plenty that do, I thought.It's back to the party, all of the bosses have left now, but I see a small group of Salesmen.