The chains rattled as her body tensed feeling hot breath tickling over her skin, she could smell the familiar fragrance of rich brandy and his cologne.... A shiver ran up her spine and heat pooled in her stomach.John’s fingertips traced delicately up her sides, over her smooth shapely thighs, her round hips up her tight waist tickling over her ribs and the sides of her breasts, the touch feather light almost tickling her sensitive skin. She let out a small mewl her full lips parting slightly. Her. So, he decided to take me to a conference in Gurgaon. We landed in Delhi, and as usual, I was dressed to distract men all around me. My hubby now probably thought that I am a slut, and never bothered to ask me to wear less skimpy clothes. On our flight to Delhi, I wore a tight yellow body hugging sleeveless top, and jeans underneath, and I loved every stare I got from men both married and unmarried. We landed in Delhi at 10 in the night, and decided to book a cab to Gurgaon. The airport. Mark spun around so fast that he almost fell. An icy fear gripped his stomach.The image stood beside the dais. A man dressed in a floor length robe of the most beautiful colors. He wore a loincloth of golden material and on his head was a headdress of the golden feathers. His biceps encased in gold bracelets. Mark immediately recognized the costume of an Mayan warrior chief. At least that was what he conjured up in his mind."Who... who are you?" Mark asked with a stammer. He had totally missed. ”Son of a bitch! How did she know? This time Colonel Maggie looked up at me and said, “Jack, I know you hate the idea of filing, that’s how I know you did that on purpose. Now don’t try that shit on me again or I will put you on latrine duty.”Hell, latrine duty was the worst duty of all! I continued filing with a much better attitude. Colonel Maggie looked at her watch and said, “Good, the Corporal will be here with our lunch soon.”About ten minutes later the Corporal showed up with three MREs..