I'm going to make sureyou and I are not disturbed, seeing as how I want today to be about youand me." With a wink, she went up a flight of wide stairs... while Timmylowered himself into the couch.The couch was so soft and comfy, he figured he'd fall asleep in it ifhe lingered upon it long enough. Scanning around the room, he sawpictures hanging on the walls which displayed various, well-takenphotographs of women. They were tastefully done, even though the modelswere naked.Glancing down at another. ?There was no time to think. In a whirl, the uniform had closed itselfand sealed itself onto my body again, rasping against the satin panelsthat constrained my body. A gentle breeze fluttered the pleats of myskirt and whistled through my taut garters, chilling my thighs and bumcheeks.Then my breasts began to grow. The bra I was wearing creaked and moanedunder the blouse as they stretched it out. There was a pop, and the bragrew a few sizes bigger, now sporting thicker straps and a thicker. Wese jisne bhi chata meri choot ka ras wo mera deewana hogaya.aap bhi chatoge kya?..aao yar chat lo main to Nangi hi chair par beithi story likh rahi hu aor meri choot se honey jesa ras bhi nikal raha hai.ab main apni story likh rahi hu.main lucknow me rahti hu mere pati ek medicine ki company me manager hain aor aksar city se bahar rahte hain.ghar par mere father inlaw jinko main papa kahti hu aor mere pati ki bhanji sadhna rahti hai.meri sasu ji ki death 5-6 sal pahle hi hogai thi road. Macro liked the man and his unassuming demeanour.His musings were cut short when a herald announced the King, who entered with his three remaining wives to take their seats on the dais. An old man in plain but expensive clothes walked in the King's wake. He was tall and skinny, and his sole sign of rank was a heavy gold chain around his waist. A Hanilei Elderman!Macro remembered hearing that an important personage from Hanilei had landed that morning, but he had not thought it would be one of.