Au-del? de tes esp?rancesC?dric n'en revenait pas. Ce qui lui arrivait ?tait impossible. Ilcourait dans la maison, les mains coll?es ? ses seins pour ...ontenirleurs ballottements. Il s'arr?ta devant la grande glace de la chambre.Ses yeux fous d'inqui?tude regard?rent son reflet, ce corps qu'iln'avait jamais vu de sa vie, ce corps de femme! Il n'arrivait pas ?croire que ce corps ?tait le sien. Son cerveau refusait l'?vidence. Ilrepartit en courant, perdant un peu plus son sang-froid ?. .. Oh the right, spinning slowly, arms outstretched ... was a nude picture of his wife!He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His wife hated to be photographed at all, and the idea of a nude picture - which he’d floated on occasion - was anathema to her. She had made that very clear. And yet ... there was no question the slowly rotating image was Nancy. Her pale, freckled skin was remarkably detailed in the image, and he knew her body well enough to recognize the patterns of freckles (which he. **Arilee sat on the ground in the courtyard, panting, dripping with sweat, and aching all over. She and Christi had trained in the courtyard for a couple of hours, the second hour coming at Arilee's insistence. Christi had been ready to give her pupil a rest, thinking not to push the blonde too hard on the first day, but Arilee discovered that she enjoyed the training, and wanted to learn more.She was questioning her decision now, but only a little. She seemed to be catching on quickly, and. “Ah, ah, none of that tonight mister. You have to be punished in some way for your actions tonight after all.” I watch you as you turn to walk toward the bedroom; a mischievous smile plays on your lips before your head is turned fully away from me. Your hips sway sensually with each step and I try and decipher if you’re serious about your threat of no sex. I follow you to the bedroom, no longer caring; I had ways to make you revoke such idle threats. You’re setting down your earrings on the.