Maine socha juth bolunga to aur phasta jaunga, tabhi maine saamne rakhe bartano ko dekh kar kahaMe: mai to buss soch mai doob jata hoo k tum sara kaam...itni ache se kaise kar leti ho, agar maine try kiya to nazara kuch aur hi rahegaRitu (a bit naughty): ohhoo to tumhe mera kaam itna acha lagta ha i(aur phir usne mera haath pakad liya)Me (double meaning): aur nai to kya tumhaare bartan kitne achese rehte haiRitu: ohh really, konse upar vaale ya nichevaale?Me: pasand mujhe saare hai par kaam upar. The rest of the table decided that, after this extreme thirty or thirty-five minute period, perhaps a break was in order. Flying into the men’s room inside the alcove where I’d had intense sexual bliss less than an hour ago, I quickly slammed open the door of the first stall and just barely fell to my knees before losing dinner — and maybe even a chunk of my stomach — into the toilet. A couple of minutes later, after some deep breaths, attempting to slow my heart rate, I got up. I cleaned. Mounted on the third step, she noticed that Sam had moved even closer to her so that he was almost directly under her. Thank goodness I'm wearing slacks she thought as she groped around for the fuses. Relieved to find them easily, she began to descend, thinking maybe now he'll go away and leave me alone.Suddenly, she stiffened. The blood pulsed wildly in her veins and a sudden wave of heat engulfed her and threatened to overcome her. She just couldn't believe what was happening. His hands were. "At my very first session with the men, I built an excuse for what you did. My intention was to try and ease the men's anguish, but I probably helped you in the process."I told them my speculation about your college sex. I speculated that because of a lot of factors: the big four-oh, biological clock running down, etc., you were vulnerable and got sucked back into the old ways." So, our only hope is to admit that we're sluts?" Cece moaned."Either that, or let them think they drove you out of.