Then thought about the sword on the other hip. ‘Mrs Swann, I have bad news. We will not be rescued by anyone on a trade route, simply because we ar... not ON a trade route, we are actually 400 miles from a trade route. So Mrs Swann, your husband cannot save you, I currently can’t get you to the colonies. You have two options. Fall in line and help our plight, or sit still, stay out of my way, and pray I will forget your lack of respect for the fact that you are on an island with slaves. If you. Someone will be here to check on the noise.’ She told him crookily. ‘Okay then baby. Only cos I don’t want to waste that sweet nectar of yours. Now you pick something that suits a sexy lady like your self. Ditch your sister and call me when you get to your car. Oh by the way wear what ever you buy under your clothes. I cant wait for you to change when you get home.’ He signed off and Fran quickly tried on the teddy to make sure it fit. ‘That was Ian on the phone.’ She told her sister as she. ‘I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have put you on the spot.’ I felt like an ass. I figured I just compromised the friendship that I cherished the most, out of anything in the world. ‘What?’ His sudden words made my eyes avert to his face. He looked shocked, but genuinely interested. I couldn’t help but stare into those big brown eyes and imagine what it would be like to kiss his red lips, hear him whisper my name between breaths. Whew…back to reality…I caught myself daydreaming. ‘Well,’ he continued. Yeh bat jara saheeh nahi hoti kiyoonki apko pata nahi hota samney wala hai kon. Apka foto kahien net pe laga dey ya aour kisi tarah sey mis-use kerey. So woh baar baar yehi kehta raha ki mujhey apna foto dikhaow main ney kaha dekho foto to nahien dikha sakti laiken bata deti hon main kaisi hon. Sub batatey howey main ney usey jub yeh bataya ki meri hips yani gand buhat badri hai, baher ko phaili howi hai to woh to pagal ho giya ki ab mujh zaroor dikhaow apni gand ka foto.Main kafi sochti rahi.