Wo fir mere hont ko chatne lage or fir chumte chumte hi niche utar ne lage.fir mere pet pe jiv fira ne lage or achanak hi mere nabhi me jiv fira ne la...ge me chihuk utha or unka sir ucha karne laga par na hua kyo ki me maja lena chahta tha par controll karana mumkin hi nahi namum,kin lag raha tha.fir wo or niche gaye mere pent ko utar ne lage jese jese dono hatho se pent utarte gaye wese hi wo mere dono pairo par bhi aap ne hont laga ke ghish ne lage me or bhi pagal ho gaya.ab sayam rakhna bahot. No?Oh, darling, it's too late - you are already under my spell - see? Youare removing all your body hair without thinking. Nice and smooth - it'sokay about the hair on your head - there's a wig on the bed for you. Yessweetie, it's blonde.You are under my spell, darling, come on.Lather your body up and down, get nice and clean for me, come now, wedon't have a lot of time. Make sure you remove all your pubic hair likea good girl.Now get out and pat yourself dry - don't rub - pat. Good girl, put. She smiled as the familiar music started, and started to make her way out between the heavy red curtains blocking her from view. * The music changed in the club, and he could feel everyone's attention shift to the stage. He felt his eyes drawn, almost like an X was marking the spot to where he should be looking. He saw a movement behind the curtain, and waited, expectantly. His eyes and mind could not prepare him for the next sight he was to see. A girl, filled with gorgeous curves and plump. .. don't... have a sweater ei... either!" She said shivering."Let's go inside honey, I don't want you getting sick. If you get sick you can't come and see me this Friday."He led her back inside, and after informing Cindy of what their little girl had done; he put her to bed and kissed her forehead. He couldn't help but feel how cold her room was.He got an idea. He ran downstairs for a medium sized bowl and walked back into Sarah's room.He closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel the wind.