It is 4am. We have slept deeply, but now I am awake and aroused - every bit as much as I was earlier. I get up and put on some shoes and a light dress... you are curious, and so follow me in your shorts.It is still raining outside, but I feel full of energy and well-being. a sense of recklessness and abandonment - no-one knows the way you fucked me tonight, but I wish I could tell everybody. I am walking briskly along the pavements, smelling the rain on concrete, the earth and my warm skin. You. He undid the strap which held the ball in her mouth; it, too, fastened behind the post and prevented her from turning her head. Free to speak, Marcia desperately wanted to plead for mercy, but not a word came out. She knew the drill; he was going to give her food and water, but if she made a sound, the break was over. So she bit her tongue and stifled her urge.She could not help herself; she was totally dependant upon his generosity. He didn't seem to have much. He proffered a squeeze bottle of. .Maine kaha tum ho…Itni rat ko yanha kaise ?? To usne kaha aise hi nind nahi aa rahi thi..Socha tumko bhinahiaa rahihogi..Tomain aagayi..Maine kaha koiaa jayega..To usne kaha main iiti pagalnahi hun..Sab so chuke h tabhi aai hun..Mujhe to bas yahi sun na tha…Main jhat se door lock kiya aur use apni baho me le k door se sata kar kiss karna laga…Wo ekdum se shocked ho gyi..Boli ye kya kar rhe ho..Maine kaha ab kis liye natak kar rahi ho…Itni rat ko jagrata karne k liye to aayi nahi tum yanha…To. He had been shocked nearly out of his mind when he walked into the garden, ostensibly to watch his sons marry girls he thought were decent women, only to find that his new daughters-in-law were pregnant sluts. That was just the beginning. Wearing his best yeoman's shirt, under his freshly brushed jerkin, he almost pissed his Locksley pants as he saw all the extra brides, those women obviously being sluts also!In truth, he should not have cared that his sons had married, particularly since they.