”So it was not just modesty. I sighed, crouched down by her, and focused on her tiny body. Sure, she was short, thin and rather flat, but adorable a...s hell. She was all of a piece, small, but delicate and graceful. What else could I ask for?I let her see my genuine delight in her form, and looked into her eyes.“You’re my pretty little Mandy, and so cute I could just eat you up, sweetie.”She looked back, appraising my sincerity, and, as she realised I meant every word, blushed down to her. She could certainly do worse than an English speaking Frenchman she thought to herself, hurrying her steps towards the table."Ah, bonjour mademoiselle. Ca va?" he asked, turning towards her, standing up, smiling and trying not to undress her with his eyes, despite it being something he very much wanted to do with his hands.She felt the overwhelming desire to hug him and she gave into it, wrapping her arms around him, trapping one against his side. Alex was surprised, but willing to wrap his. I needed to use the bathroom. Summoning my courage I walked intothe bathroom, dropped my pants, and sat down. Unsure of what muscles torelax or what I should do I just sat there, feeling like crying.Eventually it happened and the feeling of relief was the same though theflow was faster. When I had finished I flushed and pulled up my panties.I had begun pulling up my pants when I felt dampness in my undies andremembered that girls have to wipe when they pee. So, I pulled myunderwear down again,. At first, I thought maybe they knew something had happened but after a while we fell into our daily routines and assumed they were just too busy to stop by and say hi. Raven and I spent most of our spare time that week setting up our home and enjoyed each other’s company. One of the nights she pulled out some of our rope and told me to kneel. I was always giddy to get tied up and complied. She pulled my arms behind my back and tightly bound the rope around them. I let out a sigh as the strain.