“Indeed, yet those who wish to maintain a womanly aspect still tend their gardens, trimming and shaping to show their care and attention to the area... Either way, they find visitors want to spend more time there.”“What would you advise?” she asked, the growing unrest between her legs demanding a quick resolution.Geoffrey pretended to be deep in thought, but grinned broadly as he presented his proposal, “I could do it for you! I would reduce the main forest and leave a womanly woods, say in the. Apparently, someone had already splashed nearly a barrel of lantern oil over the weathered clapboard and timbers of the house because everything became a roaring inferno in seconds. There were a few brief screams, and then everything was silent except the continued roaring of the flames.Shelly sat across the table from her husband of one night... and of over one hundred years.“Who do you think built it?” Harold said, pointing to the table. “And why?”“Why do you wonder that after all these. I really didn’t want him to; I was so enjoying the sensation. The heady scent of sandalwood and the heat of the wax were almost intoxicating. “Perhaps you’d like me to cool you down a bit.” I was about to tell him not to, when there was an equally sudden burning sensation on my tummy. At first it felt exactly like the wax, but then I realised it wasn’t hot at all, it was ice-cold. But coming directly after the hot wax, the burning sensation was very similar. And then I got it. “Shit, that’s. “What you doing” she asked. I was so embarrassed that she’d sneaked up on me. “well”? and without thinking I said, “Sorry Claire, I’m a bit drunk and you know I so want to see your tits, I……I came back here to have a wank thinking about them!” I don’t even to this day know why I said it.Claire stood there in front of me, it wasn’t like this was news to her, for a while she was silent and then said, “Get it out then! Lets see what you got”Now just saying I wanted to see her tits was enough.