Stumbling through the cold towards the blanket, I struggled out of shoes, pants and undies, gasping at each shift and pull of Tee-shirt across sensiti...zed nipples. Collapsing onto my back on the blanket, my hands under another s control caressed their way down my body, guided by the warm familiar whispers shimmering through my thoughts. Drifting down my neck. Brushing my breast bone, feeling my heart beating. Cool finger tips circling each nipple, drawing them taut and hard. Palms smoothing over. Ramani, the eldest of nine children in the family was in his early forties. In sharp contrast to their father who remained irresponsible to the core, Ramani had taken up the huge responsibility of the family on his young shoulders even while he was in college. He had managed to find out some part-time jobs with which he was substantially supporting the family monetarily. Their father who worked as a Village Development Officer, retired almost five years ago and since then Ramani has been the. She was surprised, but I had gotten her comfortable dancing, and she was a good sport about it.We turned a few heads on the dance floor with people recognizing us. I took Sammi back to her seat and Rose got up as the now classic “Man! I Feel Like a Woman” started up and the crowd cleared for us to dance:Let’s go girls, come onI’m going out tonight, I’m feelin’ alrightGonna let it all hang outWant to make some noise, really raise my voiceYeah, I want to scream and shout(Boy does my daughter get. One of the Doms was screaming at the top of his voice, "The little cow bit it, just because I came in her mouth. Look it's bleeding."Indeed one of the Subs had bitten hard on his prick and had broken the skin above and below."Yes, I bit it," screamed the Sub, "I told him no and I threatened to use the safe word, but why should I be out for six weeks because that fat impotent pig doesn't respect my limits?"This evidently called for real punishment; not the playacting that normally happened,.