M ny apny hath sy mom ke hip k dono chotar alag kar k bech m lun adjust kar dea, aur jsy dhky lagty mujhy bht maza ata m ny ak hath mom k shoulder pa ...rakha hwa tha, m jan bhoj k dosra hath mom k boob pa rakh k boobs left side waly ko press krny laga mom ka bht bura hal tha aahein thein phir hum deedar kar k wps gari m beth k wps chal pary ghr ke trf.Mom kar trf dakha to bolein oh bht rush tha but pata he nae chala hum kitny jaldi deedar kar lia, m smjh gaya k mara lun adha ghanta andr hip m tha. Smiling he ducked into the car and took the seat across from her so he could enjoy the view.As the doors came down so did the divider between them and the driver, “Where to Mistress Lethe?” came a feminine voice from the front of the car.Ren turned and about fell out of his seat. The woman’s face was jet black with a large, alabaster white spot centered roughly on her cheekbone that took up most of one side. He had seen a number of mixed-race people before but never anything like this.“Mrr?”. Only her going home and trying out some guys is going to tell her what she needs to know. So, can you deal with that, and could you take her back if she discovers she is more in love than she thought?” Monica asked.“I have less history with her. I have about 75% the depth of love for her as I do for Judy and Karen. I know about stuff from her childhood that makes it tough for her to love and trust, and especially to trust in love. I agree she needs to go find out for herself. I am sure I could. There she purchased twelve meters of light chain, ten meters of stiff wire and a wire cutting pliers. Unfortunately, her purchases were just heavy enough that Tink couldn’t fly with them and so she walked back to the Jolly Roger with her supplies. Along the way, she paused to rest in a field lush with wildflowers. Tink lay on the soft grass, idly teasing her nipples by scratching her fingernail on the gold bar and feeling the vibrations bring her nipple to resonance from within. Closing her.