She had a sweet face with high check bones. She had a smile that lit up the room every time she walked in. She had shoulder length hair, and her figur...e was that on a healthy young woman. She did not believe in diets but in eating right. She had curves in the right places and kept her self in shape by working out as regularly as time allowed. While Rubina was proud of her body, she never flaunted it. The privileged was enjoying her body were reserved only for her husband Maahir, and enjoy he. Hamari garment ki factory hai.me tarah tarah ki nighties, bra, panties aor bikini design karta hoon.meri nai2 saadi thi is liye me ghar par tha. Bhaiya sab kuch sambhal te the. Mere maa-babuji dopahar ko lunch ke bad mandir jate hai.sadi ke tisre din lunch ke bad maa-babuji khana khane kebad mandir chale gaye.karib 12:30 baje bhaiya bhi office se aa gaye .phir hum logon ne bhi kha liya . khan eke bad bhaiya aor bhabhi upar apne bedroom me chale gaye. Mene socha sayad bhaiya akele kam karne ki. " "Not only would she not kill you for it, she'd praise you for it, if it were done properly." "So be it," cackled Siân. "You're in, then?" "I'm all the way in," smiled Fíona. She took another sip of her drink. "So, tell me about the dress... where are you going to get shackles... Details, woman! Details!" Both sisters laughed. Siân's taxi arrived a little after 8:00 to collect Fíona. Siân ran up to the door to ring the bell, just as Fíona was opening the door. They laughed. They hugged. They. " And I have one for you. One I selected personally."Dashwood snapped his long, bony fingers. A panel slid back and two hooded figures emerged, between them stood a teenaged girl. Dashwood nodded, and the trio walked forward.Another nod and they stopped. Dashwood smiled briefly, he clicked his fingers once more. The brethren each grasped one shoulder of the girl's tunic and pulled, the garment fluttered to the floor. The blonde girl's barely mature body was exposed to the cold cave air; her.