The occasionally, passing by cars broke the prevailing tranquility and my freezing thoughts. Trees standing along the road side had no signs of life i... them. It seemed that the birds had migrated from their nests to a warm place. I was there at ooty, the famous picnic spot in India. Since I am in Coimbatore and if I need some privacy and loneliness, I would come here and stay at my friend’s guest house.But I was wrong as later I heard whisperings of male and female birds as if they were. Now." Jan immediately obeyed her as he got out of the car. He stood there getting wet by the rain.A naked male slave. "On your knees." Claire told him.Once again he obeyed.His Mistress retrieved a dog collar and put it on him. "That's a good boy." Claire said as she petted his head with the hand that held the leash. Jan looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. "Lets go for a little walk." Claire said with a smile. Jan nodded. "Yeah, you like that don't you, my lovely slave." Claire said as she. And whatever the pros and cons of the military mind-set, a sense of humour was not one of its more obvious characteristics.She knew that all this was getting her nowhere, that she could continue with these circles for years without reaching any sort of conclusion. Yes, she'd liked Cynthia and Dianna – and Rajata was not a person who warmed to officials, to soldiers – but if they'd researched her as well as it seemed they had done – the thought made her shudder – then they'd surely have known. ‘ and she looked at us both. ‘Nice job,’ she grinned.I gazed over my shoulder at the mass of sea vegetables. First harvest is done... She unzipped her wetsuit down to her bellybutton and slipped her arms out of the neoprene. I couldn’t help but stare. Her black bathing suit was sporty and functional, but it also looked so damn tasty. Lara and I soon copied her example, and it was the most pleasant sensation to feel the sea air caressing our arms and chests. It was getting a bit warm, but the.