‘Do not get me wrong, I love my sisters dearly,’ Inga began, ‘but neither is cut out for the demands of an important position such as Duchess. F...eya is a woman of body but still a child at heart, while Petra—Petra doesn’t seem to take anything seriously. When the rest of us were spending time learning your language, she couldn’t wait to be done with the lesson and return to playing her lute. I don’t know if she would even want to be the Duchess, really.’ Petra insisted that she did wish to be. I couldn't wait and yet, being the pleaser and perfectionist that I am, I was terrified at the possibility of failure or; almost as diabolical... mediocrity.What if my own abilities as a lover, my own idea of my sexy, sensual self was all in my own mind? What if nerves took over? What if for whatever reason he didn't enjoy me or the evening? My sexual/sensual motor runs at a pretty constant purr but the possibility that I was might actually be a great big fraud almost stopped me in my tracks.. Rehan: Fuck… where I have put my ass right now, at the same spot, Zarine was sitting nude and getting fucked?Javed: Yes… Don’t you fuck Zainab on Sofa?Rehan: Bed is the only place where we fuck. I have never asked her to experiment. Nor she asked me for anything.Javed: Dick, girls never ask for such things. We men have to take the initiative. Zarine was very conservative but see the transformation I have brought in her. She is so bold now that she came out in that dress without bra and. . well almost absolute."Yes, dad," she sighed in supplication."Good," the nurse said with a nod. "Right, I shall just go and fetch your sister and then we can swap you over." I love you, daughter," her father murmured gruffly, and Iris reached out to stroke his hand."I love you too, daddy," she whispered tearfully.The day drifted on its course and there was no sign of James.Iris and her aunt were sitting back in the waiting area, and neither of them seemed to want to talk much.It had been a.