I unbuttoned the first button of her dress, my hand trembling and unsure. I felt Auntie straighten and thrust her breasts out as if trying to help me ...ith the button. The button didn't want to open. Auntie quickly slipped it through the slot and put her hand under my arm, guiding, caressing. I tried the second button, still trembling with emotion. I looked down between her pretty breasts and a warm sense of pleasure swept over me. Pin pricks of perspiration came to my cheeks just under my eyes.. That's not true," Maja replied."Why else are you with me?" It's not that simple ..."Patrik looked down at her. "Do you regret being with me?" No," said Maja. "And yes." Can you give a fucking answer at some point? Do you love me or not?"Damn, she had known it would lead to this. From the first moment, she had known that this was the final destination. A broken heart for him, and eternal shame for her."No, I do not," she said as tenderly as she could. "I love my husband."Her chin hit the bed as. There was a note inthe box too. I had a read.'Thank you for your purchase from GothPrincess.net, if you are notentirely satisfied with your purchase, please visit our website for afull refund of ?199.99.'Nearly two hundred pounds for this? I wondered if I could claim therefund. I may as well try for free money. I booted up my computer andlogged on to the website.This was strange, there was no menu or anything. Just a face of a gothwoman. She had long dark hair, pale skin and black lips. Her. I know he would love the place.The maid leaves to get me something to drink. She comes back with a tray with a bottle of wine and a crystal glass. She tells me that it is better if I drink it all up before the event starts. I look up at her... confused... why drink the whole bottle of wine. She says it helps and adds that it seems it is my first time.“Where is your costume?” the Maid asks.“Costume,” I queried“Or is it your first time?” she asks. “First time,” I confirmed.She handed me a.