My first impression on seeing her was a woman who looked like a pornstar. My father said to me that after I finished my 12th standard I could also com...e to France and do my degree there.The one week, which I spent with my new mommy, was the best of my life still that point. Even though I agreed to my father about their relationship, I cannot take my eyes of her body as she used to wear very thin clothes because she felt India too hot. on seeing her my cock was always in full attention for that. I actually wrote this one while waiting to upload part 2 thisweek. Anyways, this is another piece of the story. It should be fairlyeasy to see where this part fits in the story. Also, part 4 coming nextweek. It may be the conclusion, but it may grow into two parts.This piece is heavily inspired by Kelly Hunter's The New Wife. I lovedall of her stories when I first read them and this one in particular.They were what mostly inspired me to write my stories and this is myhomage.The Duchess: Part 3:. S. She wore a school uniform that she considered nerdy, but being in a school full of uniformed students helped keep her mind off fashions that might have reminded her of life in the U.S.Cassie had very little in Upper Danubia in terms of material possessions. She had two suitcases of clothing and memorabilia, and a computer lent to her by the Danubian government. Over time she accumulated textbooks from her school and pictures of her new group of Danubian friends. She had a modest room in the. After what seemed like hours, he heard the front door open and the sound of somebody stealthily moving, trying to be quite. He heard his daughter quietly say “No its ok, its best if face him alone, I’ll call you tomorrow, no, it’s not your fault.” He couldn’t make out what the other person was saying, although it sounded like Susan’s friend, Julie. He heard the door shut and it was followed by more sounds of movement in the hallway, and then lounge door opened. Just a crack first, then little.