Then I hear a voice cry out.Donna?I yank at the light cord and spring to my feet, stopping only to pull on aclean pair of panties as I hurry to open t...he door. The kuzkardesh gara ison the landing, leaning against the banister and clearly in pain. The tearswelling from her eyes - now bereft of their characteristic oriental slant -make her appear refreshingly human, despite the row of gemstones set in herscalp."Babek," she splutters. "Howp olum."Gillian and Hilary emerge from their room carrying. I lifted her face and kissed her cheeks and the second time a bit more hard by also sucking her cheeks i heard a morn and then to the next cheek i sucked kissed and mauled her face right till her every tissue except her lips.I lifted her completely and made her sit in my lap with her legs hugging from behind around my back and her hands around my neck for balance and now i slowly placed small kisses all over her lips starting from left to right and i felt her lips open and now doing the same. " She was shocked but afraid to protest so she took off her clothes. Her brother also stripped naked too. He looked her over and told her "Come closer so I can see your body. You have great tits and a nice big ass. Now come here and rub my cock while I explore your body."He pulled her close and as she stroked his cock he ran his hands over her body. He felt her tits and then her stomach and then he put his hand between her legs and let his fingers explore her pussy. He twisted her clit then ran. This just goes to how that we clearly serve other valuable functions beyond just sexual, since I don't feel either of the two situations above really has anything to do with Sex - let alone Love.Mr. X and I kept in touch after he found his answer and left to make use of it. He remained always welcome in my bed, with his hand on my remote. He returned many times over the succeeding years to claim those privileges. And always hanging on the wall to welcome him back was the poem he once.