. love anyway you want it... !"His eyes opened and his brow wrinkled as he kissed her. Her words churned lightly in his mind... but the more they chur...ed, the deeper meaning they seemed to take on.Finally, he said: "Inhibitions... anyway I want it... ? What do you mean, Baby? Do we... either of us have some hang-ups I'm not up with?" There was only one other way of doing it... and that was oral sex! Christ, could she possible mean that? A lusty shiver shot through him at just the thought, any. “I have a delivery for Rajani Charmaine Gupta,” he said. “I need a signature here.”“Does it have to be hers?” I asked.“I don’t care whose. As long as someone takes delivery.” The guy was completely bored with his job. I signed the electronic receipt and he took off. He didn’t offer to move the boxes from the porch into the house. Six boxes and an envelope. And they weren’t light.“Char!” I called. “There’s a delivery here for you. Did you order something?”She came out of the kitchen like she was. Dirty boy “ with that she caught my ear again which was now paining terribly yet she folded it into double & started rotating it & than picked up a 2-3 more ice cubes & stuffed it inside my panties, now all the water melted had created a mess on the floor, but with my ear folded she dragged me towards the door opened it & made me stand in lawn outside & still with ear grip I said “ Miss I would like to go to the loo “ She said “ No nothing doing, you would become a Murga here till these Ice. A lady whose husband was out prospecting had been looking for work, and was almost as good a baker as Ms. Fletcher was. The other was a man who helped keep the oven fire burning evenly. He also helped with food preparation. The second lady worked through the night hours. She kept busy making loaves of bread for the morning purchase rush.Later that day I made my way, a bit earlier than usual, with another crate I had set aside as a gift for Arthur and his family. I went into his office. The.