Rainbow colored light swirls around the panes. The idiots are all so focused on me, they don’t even notice their upcoming doom. Suddenly the face of...James appears in the window, and my heart warms at the sight of him. He is my everything, the other half of my soul. We had been intimate for awhile now, ever since we had met in the hovel the villagers dared to call an orphanage. They took all those who had lost families, and shoved us in one room. We were given the barest essentials, and forced. I did not like the feeling when I poked myself in the stomach. I did like it when I moved my hands upwards and found my breasts. Slowly I started stroking and kneading my breasts. On its own the feeling would have been nice but what I was doing somehow felt forbidden which made my massaging feel fantastic. Especially when I flicked my stiff nipples.Eventually the need to discover more of my body won out over the pleasure of massaging my own breasts. Hesitantly I removed my hands from my breasts. They are only mentioned in passing in the stories. There are approximately one hundred adults involved, so only the people mentioned by name and ones that will be used in later stories are listed. Others just show up as ‘three concubines’)Fred Winthrop CAP: 10.0 Age: 48Major General, USA (ret), Assistant. Dir. NSA, Military Governor Vulcan colony, Husband of Sarah, father of Mike and Jacqueline (Jackie), Brother of John and Elizabeth Eleven Concubines:Janet Marshall 40 Fred’s Assistant at. Hot and panting she led me to the top of a boulder looking over to the edge of the water. Slowly she lifted the bottom of her gown up past her thigh revealing a wonderfully smooth leg as she continued to pull up the almost transparent gown until all her beautiful smooth body from her waist down was revealed. I couldn't help but stare as I was sure she had revealed much more of her fabulous sexy body then she intended. She dipped her toes into the water to test the temperature. The ripples from.