Or perhaps, your husband is laying claim to you in a more overt way. Does that fine piece of jewelry around your neck signify something deeper, darker... and more possessive? I must admit that it turns me on though I obviously can’t express that thought. I let myself imagine the cut of your panties. Silk of course. Soft and gentle caressing your skin. Sometimes I imagine the fabric caressing your magnificent bottom to be of a more daring variety with pearls gently caressing the crevasse between. Next day my staff came to room and introduced a lady that she is maid and she will cook food and take care of ur room. And my staff went away. By seeing the lady I was stunned, she was very aged nearly 40-45 years and she was looking ugly.She introduced herself to me saying sir my name is Imam bee, and one time she lived very good, with all facilities, after the death of her husband, his elder son cheated her and took all the property, money and job etc., and I have 5 children’s out of 5, 3 are. 'Go into the past, and find yourself...'Time travel! Such a wonderful idea – escape from these little, pathetic beings ... My 'sisters' (in name only, as none of them have any true relation to me) protect these worthless creatures like they're diamonds in the rough! Just get away from them all and let them live their petty little lives... 'The blackness of teleportation surrounded the Phoenix, reminding her of her very first experience in time travel. She'd tried to escape from everything then,. Tight-lipped she locked the car and looked all around her, wondering what she should do to get home. She could go ask Mr. Blatherton for a ride home, but she knew that he usually stayed until six o'clock or later, and she didn't want to wait around until then. Moreover, she really didn't wish to hear any more about her sex education class and the smearing gossip which he'd indicated she could expect. She wanted to get back to her apartment and a fresh bottle of brandy to still the aching.