AC in the room wasn’t working either. To get rid of summer, I thought of taking a bath. On reaching the door of the bathroom, Anita saw me. All I wo...e was my undies. She first looked at me for a minute and then said, “I was going to call you for a snack”. I replied, “You can keep the snack in my room. I will eat after bath”.My day spent in the room, doing nothing. The thought of sex was coming in my mind. At around 11 pm, Anita aunty came to my room. She was wearing maxi, red lipstick and had. She was shoved along for a few more steps, then brought to a stop."Who is she?" droned a nasaly female voice."Irina Shumeyko," said a man, who Irina recognized as the one who had cuffed and hooded her. "Twenty-six years old. Lives alone in a lower class apartment complex. No record of arrest. Records show that she has worked as a waitress in various restaurants for the last ten years." Attempting to conceal her identity was impossible; the ID chips that had been injected into anyone born within. Mel jerked me off through my jeans for probably about an hour before we stopped to use a restroom. She had me all kinds of wet as pre-cum was just oozing out of my cock. If we had kept going for much longer she probably would have made me cum. I know I was just glad it was dark and cold so I could get away with a little bit of pleasure on the ride back home. The final time that we did anything "sexual" was also at our grandparents house. I believe we were 19 and 21 at the time, but I don't. With the blossoming of womanhood, only just beginning to show on her young body, now, she was definitely becoming a woman: Five foot, nothing, tall; 32-22-32! Lovely, small breasts curving down to a very narrow waist; tapering down to sexy, slim hips and a tight ass, that I would have killed to get my hands on. Luckily, it didn't come down to that.She was wearing her "dirty-blond" hair up in pigtails, that night. God, she looked so cute! Just like she had at the age of 7, when she moved in next.