’ I did not know what to say. I felt incredibly aroused, filled with longing. My nipples were rock hard and the opening to my vagina ached, throbbed... I could feel the wetness beginning to seep down my vulva and into my underwear. Peter sat down in a heavy sofa opposite. He still looked immaculate in his suit and tie. I stook stock-still. I did not know what to do. ‘Take your shirt and bra off Anna. Don’t be slow. This is not a strip tease. I will get you to do that for me another time. Right. " "Sin against whom?" is my question. God, perhaps? But if, as I'm constantly being told, "God is Love," how, then, can He object if we choose to end our pain and suffering by the most direct means possible? And if He does, in fact, object... how, then, can He be Love?"But, Cassandra," the objective reader might interject at this point. "Don't you have any happy memories?"Sure... some. Take last July, for example. When I was so certain that I'd found love at last. I was so certain of it, in. She started brooming the hall as she bent to do the chore,her ass was in my face.when i drifted i saw my father staring at me,he gave me a smile for god knows what.any way finally i pulled myself to go to bathroom.we have one more member in our family our uncle sham,he is thirty five and yet not married. Very uneventful was our life,when one saturday night when we all sat for booze in hall,we discussed about our property,new laws relating.finally my mamas topic came,why wasnt he marrying,oh he. "You are wondering why I tend this tree." Well, it does seem to be a bit silly," giggled the child."I guess it does at that," chuckled the old man. " But the reason that Itend the tree is that I almost killed it." How?" Years ago, I was a Woodsman and I had chosen to chop it down forfirewood. But has I was chopping it down, a Wood Nymph appeared andtried to stop me." She must have been too late." That she was." What happened next?"[-][+][-]"Why are you molesting my tree human?" I did not know.