Lulu Gemma. She has a normal life. She has always stuck to herself. She has never had real friends until she leaves her hometown to live in some mansion after her parents murder. Love,secrets,betrayal,revenge become part of her new found life. ---- I knew it was rude of me to continue staring at her,but I was unable, to take my eyes of her,as I explored every inch of her naked body. A slender waist, whistling down from her bust, as smoothly as the water from a waterfall, the bends of her hips, so voluptuous that you feel as if it has been carved out by the creator who sculpted out of care and feel just like a potter sculpts a vessel from raw clay. The bends of her hips and the fullness of her bosom, reminiscent of the idea of perfection. As she raised those long slender arms to cover her mouth in shock her navel was left naked for the world to view. Her glistening skin the its colour infused with a hint of cocoa was enough to give heart aches causing my heart to skip a few beats and my breath to quicken. She was a complete African woman...nothing about the way her body was curved out was innocent. I had not expected it when she got down on her fours and crawled away. She had knocked the breath right out of my chest as I had stood there now amused as i watched her crawl away on her fours. All I had wanted to do was haul her ass up my shoulder an take her to my room and treat her body just right,the way it should.