"Why is this one stripped yet the other wears a slave's garb?" It's not a slave's garb!" sobbed Sakkara. "It is my under slip."The nomad laughed. "Thi...s is what Free Women wear under their robes ofconcealment?" Puzzled, he knelt down and, without any objections fromSeremides, pulled the soft fabric up high on Sakkara's legs to revealher hip. It was of course not branded."Sleen!" cried Sakkara in outrage as she pulled her legs up to herstomach, but the nomad simply ignored her protests and seized. My aunt’s deep cleavage was right in front of my face. I was amazed and couldn’t believe my luck of seeing the cleavage of a mature woman so closely. It was amazing I could actually see that her breasts were heaving up and down as per the rhythm of her breathing.“I want to touch those beauties badly” I thought. But how? What if she wakes up? If she tells this to her husband and worse to my dad? What would my uncle do to me? All such questions stormed into head. I told to myself “come on Rajesh. Lucian was not claustrophobic, but still the action held some uneasiness. What if scenarios; started to accumulate in his brain, while he counted inches towards his eventual destination. Almost every second was filled with anticipation. Waiting for that huge claw to come at him through a thick black veil.What if there is an earthquake? He thought while climbing down the dark depths.Earth around him could just close and he would forever be lost. A natural tomb provided by Mother Nature.The. I shook the thought and got ready to go out. I had made plans with Kim and my sister (and their friends) to hang out at the mall. When we got to the mall, we all went straight for Starbucks and even though it was cold outside, we didn't want my sister and friends to start teasing. "So big boy, Michelle told me you're not staying for much longer." She said."I plan to move in with my dad, is a nice place and besides, I'm glad now that I have you." (Michelle was my step sister and my dad.