AN AFRICAN HONEYMOONI first met Debbie when she was 16 years old. I am two years older. We married shortly after her 18th birthday. The honeymoon was ...meant to be an adventure holiday. It certainly was that. We got lost on an organised river tour. The water had been fast running and I realised we had be swept along, way off course. We were rescued by black men. They were dressed in tribal gear and had spears. They came alongside and one jumped aboard. They could not speak English. They seemed. We all went to the beach; guys were wearing just boxers and were enjoying our swim in the beach including me. Girls including Chitra were also there in their nighties. We all guys had a very nice feast on seeing the girls swimming I saw Chitra she was totally wet her semi transparent nighty gave way to her black lacy bra and her panty. I admired her beauty mean while sighting other females too. She saw me sighting other females and full of jealousy she stopped swimming and was on her way to. Her Master. Just then the door opened and a courier came through the door. He was a youngish goofy looking kid in a uniform that made him look even more gangly. He greeted her and commented that she must be filling in for the regular girl. This must be his regular delivery route. He handed her an envelope that is clearly from her Master. She ripped it open and examined the contents. A slip of paper read "five", and so she flipped the dial immediately and automatically forgetting that she was. Myname is Maria. Come on in and we'll get you started." She bustled Jillinto the shop for a nice long session, shaving her unsightly hair, workingher skin into a softer state, fixing her nails and hair. Jill left feeling much prettier. She also had with her a brochure onenhancing her bust using technology shared by the Spidorixion. She walkedacross the way to a very pink clothing boutique. There the shop girl a verybusty lady helped her pick out several outfits for lounging around thehouse and.