“Tell you what,” he said. “Go home and start reading the book. Give me your email and I’ll send you a list of questions so I’ll know your se...xual interests and turn offs. I’ll call you later in the week to set up another time for us to meet.” He handed me his phone so I could enter my email and phone number. He made it a point of telling me that I’d have to trust him with my phone number and not block it. He got up, kissed me on the cheek, and said he was looking forward seeing me again. “By the. And furthermore I have heard report from some of my widowed acquaintances that he is a fuck of the most admirable quality. But fret not, my dear. If he has earned the approval of your father and his father also, your grandfather, then it will be a worthy match for you." When shall I meet Mr Kingston, Mother?" Sarah asked."We shall arrange a suitable occasion, my dear," said Lady St. Cuthbert. "And then after the appropriate vetting and DNA profiling, you and he shall be wed." And where might. I pressed my finger into the tear, enjoying how she tensed and hissed at the pain.Using my fingers, I gently lined the two halves of the torn tissue up and applied some healing magic, repairing the breach. I watched the skin close, the bleeding stop, but then applied more magic to the area. I concentrated on the entire hymenal ring, thickening it, growing it, reinforcing it until it was a thick, circumferential ring that left only a tiny opening to her little pussy. I healed the pussy, too,. She had started attending college along with two other boys of Prem Nivas but the scholarship wasn’t approved yet so she was constantly looking for some backup.Seema was a good-looking north Indian girl with a thin figure like any other teen. She had a heart shaped face with thin pointed nose over which large glasses rested. Her thin pink lips when stretched by a smile formed lovely dimples on her cheeks. Her breasts were round and a handful while her ass was the largest asset she had. One look.