He could tell that I liked it so he did it faster until I took my hand, and made him stop. I looked at him hungrily, I wanted him to please me, I need...d a release. I didn't know if he could please me, I didn't know if he had the 'equipment' to please me. He looked at his tablet computer, then at my pussy over and over again. Finally he ran his fingers across my pussy again making me moan in pleasure. “Keep going,” I moaned. He then put his fingers back in his mouth and licked them clean again.. They are Hindus, Vaishyas, the same caste as my wife and me.”“Then you lose caste when crossing the ocean?”He laughed. “I do not subscribe to the belief, in fact not all Hindus do. I could ask a Hindu seaman if he is prepared to sail across an ocean. He may say he was just to get the job, but when, if, I had to deliver a cargo to Arabia or Burma, would change his mind mid-voyage. I would either have to throw him overboard or turn back. The first would damage my karma and the other would damage. "If I confront him with my feelings, how would he react?" asked Natty. "Would he be annoyed, wondering why I don't mind my own business? Would he care if Joseph disassociated himself, taking away the Order instead of having the opportunity to participate in its earliest development, because Joseph is already at work on his second book? Would he feel used, not only in giving us shelter and having us shun him, but bargaining with him, forcing him to choose between great profit and a great. "Okay, close your eyes..." Sighing, I dutifullyclose my eyes and gingerly ease forward as Charlotte leads me into oneof the house's 5 bedrooms."Okay," Charlotte squeaks. "Open them!" I open my eyes, and a wave ofemotion hits me as I take in the sight before me. I'm standing in mybedroom. MY bedroom, as it was before I moved out of Charlotte's house,painstakingly recreated in every way, even down to the fashionmagazines on top of my chest of drawers."Charlotte..." I whisper, tears welling in my.