I hope you get into the theme of the story, I know I did, love to know how you feel about it, thanks guys Love MarielWe touched down in the city of As...mara in the early hours of the morning. The small nation of Eritrea held promise, and this six months fact finding mission for my husbands company, would be a challenge, considering the local hardships, but we knew we would live well enough as Westerners.My husband was in his fifties and the lines furrowed into his brow needed to be soothed and. Nd 65 kgs.Looking chubby. Got the girly look and small bouncing boobs and round sexy ass with 5″ dick. I in a girl outfit suits better. This story is my fantasy nd would love it if it happens. Hero of this story is my dad’s friend(Ramesh). Of course, I’m the heroine. Speaking about the hero. He is about 50 yrs old. Looks manly. About 180 cms ht. Nd 90kgs.Still, has a strongly built body.He used to often visit our home. He is so affectionate with me. He would hug me whenever he visits us. I love. "You'll be a long time regaining your fashionable pallor." If I do it, it's fashionable," she replied, gaily. "All of the court ladies will be brown as berries by the time I've been back a ten day." If you get back." He wasn't smiling now. "Just what are you doing out here, and who's after you? Not that I want to get mixed up in any of your court intrigues, but I need to know what kind of dangers to guard you against."Instantly sober in one of the flashing changes of mood that he was beginning. But leave theme alone."This was not the Martha I was accustomed too. Although she fought briefly, the 'always in control' attitude she had displayed over the past few days was nowhere to be seen. She was quickly breaking down, shaking with fright. At the mentioning of her kids, she began to cry."Please, just leave," she again pleaded through her tears, after a few moments of no response from me."I'll leave when I'm finished," I told her finally breaking that silence, "And I'll be finished.