"Uh, no, actually I was the female warrior," she said. "But I think I have a better plan. I might rewrite some of it. You were going to be the princes...s." Me?" she asked. "I'm no princess. I'm small and nimble. I am definitely a thief or maybe an assassin. I think we all know who the knight is."She nudged Derrick, who was driving by this point, with her elbow."Well, yeah," Sahara said. "He would be the knight. But I'm thinking of something else. You can be the assassin-slash-thief if you want.. This story happened with my neighbor aunt Vijayalakshmi (around 33) when I am doing my UG. I dont want 2 waste your time ,ill be going to the story. she is a married woman living next 2 our house having 2 kids. she used to talk more with my mother and occasionally have a glance and smile at me.As days passed by, my intentions towards her increased and i used to stare at her round shaped boobs and lovely ass. I used to masturbate thinking of her from my rooms glass window, as it is accessible. " I was afraid that she wouldtell him about my budding breasts, which would have been horrible."Sorry honey. I know some things are sensitive for young ladies. We'lljust keep it between us girls." I can't believe you get to see other girls in their underwear andstuff. That's pretty cool."Finally, Mikey had seen something about me that he liked. "Yes, Iguess that is kind of cool." I responded."Well I guess it would be really cool if you weren't wearing the samestuff they are. And now you're even. It felt good enough for her to either go back to sleep… or to seek the warmth of her husband’s body. Jim, breathing lightly, must have felt Ora’s movements and rolled to face her, each feeling the other’s gentle breath on their skin. No words passed between them, there was no need for words when hearts knew each other so well. Their hands began to explore each other’s… explore is the wrong word. Ora knew Jim’s body as well as she knew her own, and Jim knew Ora from toe to head top, the curve of.