Jen caught my hand and gave it a squeeze. A mehndi artist of legendary skill was my nani. XXX And looking at Jen, knowing what she looked like under the simple outfit, did I feel any lust for Jen? “Well, I know if I was in love with someone I wouldn’t want to see them marrying someone else.”
“What? And within one palace such I opened my eyes to see Jen’s face before mine. She held out her hands and took them without judgment. “Well, quick call the florist! I then pointed to the design on the other leg. I moaned, begged, screamed and with one last throaty cry I drifted into a place where the world was soft and billowy.
