She smiles at him, and he can see her longing in her eyes. “How badly do you have to pee?”, he asks her gently. “Kind of bad…” “Really?”... He asks as he starts to slowly hitch up her tight short skirt, revealing her white panties. “Do you know why I told you to put on panties? White panties even?”, he inquires. “Not really, but it’s not for me to understand my Prince is it? My only right is to…”, He hushes her with his finger over her lips. “Yes, all you need to do my sweet one is obey me. Not. I am an average looking guy with all the strength to satisfy women,I went to the nearby shop she picked me from there and we went to her house she uses to stay there alone and working in a company, she gave me a glass of juice and we chatted for few min. I forgot to tell about her she was in her 30s may be because I don’t mind about age it’s just a number, she has the curvy ass with attractive boobs as she was wearing a skirt and top her curves are highlighting her. As she was sitting beside me. For eighteen years Isabella has been a slowly maturing flower, a budding beauty, but now her petals were ready to part. John is rather demoralized by the misdirection taken by his romantic date with the beguiling young beauty Miss Bloom. He has retreated to his suite and refreshed himself with a ginger-sandalwood scented shampoo shower involving an intense scrubbing of his body with vanilla oil soap. John has pulled on a pair of light cotton pajama pants and a plain white fine cotton t-shirt. Béla had vanished, breaking her mental connection with her sister. Then she suddenly reappeared.“Where were you?” Beth asked, surprised.“Up there...” Béla indicated with a nod of her head toward the top of a tree.She had some branches in her hand. Beth thought they might make good bows. Béla held a branch about a meter in length out before her. She made an image in her mind of what a bow made from this piece of wood might look like. She left her mind connected to her sister so that Beth could.