Skeeter put the finishing touches on an email and clicked 'send', thereby emailing a copy of the manuscript to a muggle publisher with whom she'd made... contact, for it had occurred to her that to Muggles, the book might be perceived as an interesting work of fiction.The next morning Skeeter would rise at six o'clock to get breakfast ready for her employers and their lunches ready for them to take to work. Skeeter had mastered the morning routine, just as she had all other aspects of her domestic. The boys proceeded to worktheir way through Jaclyn's lingerie drawer, trying on one pair of pantiesafter another, admiring themselves in the mirror, and watching each otherwalk back and forth, pretending they were models.After putting pretty matching bras on, they laid down next to each otheron the bed, and began playing with each other's panties and bras whilethey kissed. Their tongues slid slowly in and out of each other'smouths, while their hands felt the bulges in each other's. Tinker was sitting near me. I pulled her on my lap and put my lips on hers and simultaneously my hand moved around her breast. Gently messaging her breast I looked at Saurabh and asked whether he liked my girl. Saurabh said oh God she is so beautiful and sexy.Then he stood from his sit and came near us and took her in his arm and pulled her towards his lap and was now kissing her on her lips. Tinker became shy as I was there and tried to free her from Saurabh’s grip. Sensing this he said come. .......please don't **** me! Not on my wedding day! Please .......please, I'm a virgin!" "Oh, please ....please, Tyrone ....please don't!" she sobbed, feeling the blunt fleshy instrument prodding at the entrance to her womanhood. Then the horror of it all struck her, the thought of the potential consequences of this vicious ****. 'Oh, God! Oh, God! I wanted so desperately to have Brad impregnate me on our wedding night! Oh, God, I wanted so badly to conceive on our wedding night ....but ....but.