I move forward as I parry the spinning blade and launch towards the nimble cat burglar as we bounce around the vault, Hacking and slashing at each oth...er, knives and charms flashing wildly in a silence broken only by our breathing and taunts.Lunge. Parry. Dodge. Repeat.Soon the vault is littered with the remains of damaged goods, curtains flutter to the floor, paintings are slashed, daggers stick out from the walls like an inverse pincushion. She and I stand facing each other, breathing heavy as. His fingers moved over her before he reached up and casually tore at her dress ripping the material to reveal her pink tipped globes. Half startled at the brazenness of the act, Debbie froze for a moment before subsuming herself to Malcolm; hardly noticing the series of flashes as the hand roved over her globe, the touch sending thrills across the surface of her breast.“Nice ... very nice ... now come around front, Malcolm.” Rachel instructed.Malcolm put his giant black hand on her stark white. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My gaze jumped from the curl of her toes to the indents where her nipples poked at her shift fabric, to the muss of her curly blonde hair. But I paid most attention to the fact that, despite having been staring at her for a few seconds now since my surprising entrance, she did not scream at me to leave or frantically attempt to conceal her intimate details.She had gasped when I entered, and after a few seconds of disbelief, she exhaled and began to breathe. Then, she cried. I saw her tears rolling down. She didn’t leave me, but kept her head on my chest and cried. I asked what had happened and why she was behaving so unnatural. She whispered, “I love you.”Me – Me too, my Angel. But, why are you crying?Divya- It’s just because I love you like my man, and since childhood, I have always wanted you as my man.I couldn’t understand why suddenly she had these erratic thoughts in her mind. I poked her to know more.Divya- Da, since very tender age, I have.