I long for you. I need you. I can’t live without you. Can you feel my voracious appetite for your love? I have so little to offer yet I need so much... from you. If only I had more for you. If only I could satisfy your every need. You are not alone. You have me. I am yours. I want you. Are you mine too? Do something special for me. Do me a small favor. Remove the veil that hides your face. Send me pics and vids I can savor. Again, I ask for more than you can give. I want to see you. I want to be. The bright red enamel shone like a beacon. Then he realised. When he had left the room it must have been face down, its gold, engraved face lying upwards. Ilsa had obviously moved it for some reason. As he lifted the glass of champagne towards his lips he suddenly realised why. He looked across at Ilsa and saw her watching him closely.He threw the champagne in her face. She yelled, falling back on the bed. Clegg dived for his jacket, wresting Ilsa's pistol from his pocket.Ilsa, wiping the. " I don't look like my mother either, and I don't have a vagina, but I know she's my mom." She was silent for a moment, this probably wasn't about her mother."Did your mom talk to you about sex yet?" I had a small hunch on where this was going, no point i tiptoeing around it."Yeah... I just have questions still, but I wanted to ask someone who had the same... uh... thing as me." I think you just don't want to ask your mom." A pause."Not really." What's the question?" Is it normal for white. The girls had also completed the six different sets of lingerie, each a different colour. The wives and made each set unique while following the basic patterns she had provided.Lee picked up a set of knickers and matching bra in her size. The set was beautifully crafted and very red. She loved them and knew Sean would too. She asked if she could try them on. The wives agreed this would be best, and Lee stripped and put them on.‘Damn’ she thought. They fitted her so well she was amazed, even her.