Her name was Swati .She was a little bit shy talking to me, But her eyes kept staring at me with every opportunity giving me a naughty childish smile....So we sat at the table and started talking for some time. It was evident that she had a crush on me. Then we started our drinks. Swati served us the drinks and the snacks and sat with us. She touched me at every opportunity she got. And this aroused me too now. Now she was sitting in front of me on the table. I slowly touched her legs with my. When you're in love with someone who doesn't love you back, you don't have to worry too much about them intentionally hurting you. That's because everything small memory you've over analyzed hits you across the face over and over. You're constantly hating yourself because this one person was so important to you and now she's gone. “I should've done..” “Why was I so..” “No wonder she doesn't..” Those thoughts are toxic and seizes up your body.When you're in love with someone who doesn't love you. My bra was decidedly uncomfortable and I wanted Lauren to remove it for me."You're beautiful," she whispered a moment later, holding my breasts as if weighing them in her hands."Yeah," I moaned. "Kiss my tits. Lick my nipples for me. Uh-huh ... Like that!"I cradled Lauren to my breasts, hugging her as she kissed my body. My skin was so white that you could see tiny blue veins beneath it. My nipples were dark like my hair, chestnut brown and not terribly long despite my arousal. I had short,. She wasn't dressed the way he had expected, all in black with leather wrapping Her body. Instead She had on a black blazer, and a pair of jeans, not what he was thinking at all. "Is that any way to greet your Mistress, pet?" she asked him."Oh crap!" he thought as he immediately dropped to his knees. "I apologize, Mistress" he said with his head bowed in embarrassment. "Not to worry," She replied,"But let's not make that a habit, hmm?" Yes, Ma'am" he replied quietly. She walked over to him,.