Briefly Sandra had mourned him; or rather she had mourned their two-year marriage, not one day of which had fulfilled her. Then, free and twenty-one, ...she set forth on a quest to find the right man for her needs. A young man, a man who could last and last forever. Somewhere there had to be a man who would make her have the orgasm she’d never had except by herself.Why had she actually married any man, Sandra asked herself now, on the way to her mother’s party, as she turned the car radio to one. On weekend Satya invited me to his home for coffee. When I went there we sat and started conversation related to work and it slowly turned towards sex and he asked me Satya: – do you want to live a life of womenMe: – put my head down didn’t say anything and just nodded my head Its okay you can be how you want you know where the stuff is. Then I immediately went in removed my clothes and removed a red spicy bra panty lingerie and a white top with black skirt. I got into the dress went near. Every year the Waterbury Hills Parent Organization (WHPO) hosts a Mom/Daughter lunch for the graduating senior girls and their mothers and grandmothers. The lunch has been the most successful scholarship fundraiser of the year, but this year’s event promised to top all fundraising records.This year’s dinner theme was Dads and Dudes, an amateur fashion show that would result in the “models” being auctioned off to be celebrity servers for the tables. If a table didn’t “buy” a server, then they. After all the rulers rarely effected the peasants.Suddenly two large doors are thrown open in front of you, showing you what was the throne room for the king... but now in its place was something else. The Snake Goddess... she was real. Her upper body looked like that of a human with scales and a hood like a cobra. Her face looked more snake like that human, along with long fangs that oddly sent chills though you. She had a curvy frame for a snake, two decent sized breasts covered by a gold.