" Very good," Mistress Love said. "Well we only have a week to get youready, so our options are limited. Normally I'd teach you how to edgeand build... up control through stamina. We just don't have the time. Nordo I think you'd be very good at it. You're lil'bits are so out ofcontrol."Dolly flushed. She knew her lil'bits were pathetic, but surely theycould be taught control. There had to be something they could do."Don't fret," Mistress Love said. "I have a quicker and even morevisually. All this while Heena was still in burkha. We took some rest and then I heard a knock on the door. It was Heena and to my surprise, she was without burkha this time with the traditional outfit, salwar kameez.She was hungry and so we headed towards the restaurant and had food. That day just passed by. Next day we had to reach our office in Bangalore for the meeting. As it was meeting of people all over India there was dress code decided wherein we were supposed to wear formals and females were. "Sorry Fitz, sometimes I forget, you're all they have now..."David's thoughts blossomed with a mental picture of Fritz's wife, Naomi – beautiful, vibrant her life cut short by cancer in her mid-thirties. Much too young. And he thought about how Keri had stepped up while Naomi was being treated, and after, helping with Fitz's girls, Anwen and Jessamy, their god-daughters. His own daughters had pitched in too. It was times like this that he remembered the caring supporting loving Keri who he had. Finally she made it, the bottom of the shaft, when her buttocks pressed against the very tops of his thighs she froze, her mouth wide open, dainty hands pressed against his lightly toned abdomen. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips then stretched from ear-to-ear.“I did it...” Zahra grinned, breathlessly, eyes sparkling as she looked him in the face.He grinned back at her and rubbed her butt “Yeah you did, baby. Take a sec, relax, get going when you’re ready.”Zahra nodded and breathed.