We began chatting, and I was narrating my belly dancing experiences. I got very much involved in the conversation and didn’t care about the bedsheet... I felt hot and sweaty under it. I left it, and it slid down till the top of my boobs. My arms, shoulders were now out of the sheet, and the sweat made my skin shine.I was talking when I realized a pair of hands on my feet and another hand massaging my shoulder. I stopped and saw Naman caressing my feet. I was so involved in the conversation that I. No secrets, remember?" Father, on our wedding night, we didn't-- we didn't make love the way I expected." Yes, child?" He seemed so mean, Father! Not like we was before the wedding. He called me names. He said I was 'window dressing.' I told him I didn't know what that meant, but he said he didn't care. Then he said that since I was his wife, he might as well 'use' me. And Father, he made me-- Oh, Father! He told me I had to please him and he-- he made me do-- the most unspeakable..." I started. More

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