I believe sex must always be consensual and enjoyed fully rather than forced. So this story was once again submitted by one of my reader fans who told... me the outline. She asked me to construct a story about the real incident that happened to her.She was a female reader by the name of Lakshmi Goel from Gujarat. So now, in her own words. I’m telling you that this will be a long story, maybe in 2 or 3 parts. I advise you to read with patience and enjoy it. It describes the actual things that. I tug playfully at your bottom lip. You stare into my eyes with those twinkly amber-brown orbs, and there are no words to be spoken; everything is said in those eyes: fear, longing, trust.You kiss me again. I’ll never grow tired of it, this time your lips stay locked in mine until we are disrobed. First my dress, then yours with a gentle woosh, I’m not wearing a bra, I moan softly when you trace your thumb around my nipple. In a single motion, I unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the. That's why she had chosen to climb the fence, yesterday."a vacuum. Can't seem to work out how this bag-less thing works."Although she hated housework herself and hired a cleaner twice a week, she tried to explain how the clips released, and the whole center part half-turned and pulled out. She found herself slightly agitated. She was aware of the report she still had to complete, and helping someone with housework was just not her thing."That's okay, my dear. I'm sure I will manage it."The. I jumped to the steering wheel and drove the car with full speed without thinking anything. It was already 1.30 AM in the night. what a scene myself in underwear driving on a highway and she was in the backseat and I told her to dress up soon.She dressed up and was giving me my clothes but I could not take it as that car was behind us. I must say that I changed the gear and drove faster than them and were ahead of them. the way I drove the car was as though someone has planted booster at the.