" Right, your child. Let's talk about her a minute. Was she from aprevious marriage, where is her mother?" Debora, may I call you Debora? Or do you pr...efer Debbie Cakes?"I saw her gasp in shock, my calm smile not wavering. "As a mother ofthree surely you can understand my concerns. My daughter is hungry, andshe needs me." We're getting her some food, She'll be ok."My hearing registered the others in the room next door leaving, afterall I was cuffed to the ring in the center of the table. And. I can be dominate or sub in this fantasy. A sister would also work.Back when he was only just a c***d, Aunt Doe, knew he would grow up to be a very cute, and handsome man. One day she thought. One day I’ll get my chance to truly show him how I really feel about him. As the years went by, Aunt Doe, would always stop over for birthdays, holidays, and even an occasional weekend or two just to see her nephew grow before his eyes (thinking, I’d like to see something else grow). After she left her. Repeated the same thing again, didn’t see any resistance from Meena. I gained courage and dragged my lips from her neck to cleavage. I started flying in joy already. I lost my senses for a moment and gave deep kisses directly on her cleavage for a few minutes.Slowly, I realized that we are in the park and took my lips away from my girl’s cleavage. Suddenly, I started worrying about what Meena would have thought about me due to my actions. When I looked into her face, to my complete surprise,. The sheets rumpled and thrown around. I stood at the door gazing around the room. Clothes thrown everywhere and the smell that comes frm not opening windows for days. At the end of the room across the four poster bed sprawled a man, tan skin dulled from the dark that had saturated this cave for weeks now. Sandy hair touseled across his forehead, he muttered in his sleep, unsettled by whichever nightmare had materalized in his mind this night. I cocked my head, remembering the sunny days and.