I sat like a king in my big, heavy armchair with the wooden armrests. And next to me she sat on the floor. Through a short semi-transparent dress her young tight body shouted and smelt like a flower.

Two large shy black suns peeped out from under the shadow of her bushy eyelashes. In their impenetrable darkness there was a ruthless fight with fear, shame and god knows what else.

However her a bit impudent snub nose and half-open mouth from where I could see the tip of her cat's toung, testified her full determination to duck me into the ocean of extraterrestrial pleasure.

After a while, I coldly ordered her to play with me ...