My dearest and beloved yeshe
Your love and compassion feeds my soul and being. You are my lotus. My universe. I loved the times that you and I were reading some material, You were sitting cross legged and I sat in your lap. You were being more of distraction than a teacher and I was the only one reading. But I know in my heart that you were reading when you weren't kissing my neck and playfully nimbling my ear lobes. I wanted you to kiss me and I told you so. Then I got a surprise, you put your skeletal like hand where my legs meet and you were softy rubing. Oh the pleasure. Then you kissed me on the cheek and turned my head gently and kissed me on the mouth. The reading session was mixed with mid day love making. I didn't know was giving me so much pleasure you or the material we were reading during the loving making. My positive emotions where mixed and intense. I couldnt identify what I was feeling so I ended up weeping. Again like many times whiped my tears as they came and kissed my forehead then kissed where the tears trailed. I am very thankful for you and he that you came into my life. Then we embraced each other on the floor never letting go of each other and we whispered loving words to each other. These are the moments that I treasure most. I will always love you my Yeshe with I have.
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Past life in Tibet
RomanceWhen twenty year old Nebo lives her broken home she find solace in the monastery out side of her home town of Ladakh and she fall in love with a monk who is 3 times her age. There she learns about tantra and the karma sutra but her lover lama Yes...
