Not much ofa smell. I drop it next to the sweater-vest. I go to the blouse and workthe smallish backwards buttons. I tug my arms out of it and pause. ...blush as I run the material over my face... strawberry here too, andsomething else. I don't know what but some kind of perfume. I think ofLisa. She smells of strawberries sometimes, I think. She would smell ofstrawberries I bet.I jump out of my daydream, standing in my bedroom in bra, panties, kneesocks and mary-janes. Focus! I swiftly undo the. ”“I try.”“Too few do.”I realized that Meena was a cut above many of the women. “Where did you go to school?”“Charleville School of Distance Education. Useta be part of the Flying Doctor Service. They decided I didn’t need more after grade 8.”“I understand.”She had been working on the evisceration as we talked. “OK. Cook, you carry.”And we made our way back to the fire side.In the morning I thanked Joshua for his hospitality. He thanked me for the “gift of meat.” I said good-bye to Alf and Cook,. Sophie felt exhilarated as she removed her fingers from Maria’s pussy and brought them up to her mouth to lick them clean. Maria leaned across to help her, so they were kissing each other across Sophie’s fingers, with the taste of her juices adding to the excitement. With her fingers freshly cleaned Maria pressed Sophie’s shoulders back, guiding her to lay down on her back. Once she had her in position she knelt between her legs and leaned forward to take her turn at pleasuring her new friend’s. Nahi to kabhi bahar jaati hoon.Main: Oh to aaj mere karan aap ghar par ho? Warna aap bhi jaate unke sath.Shobha: Are nahi yaar, aisa kuch nahi. Mujhe jaane ka mann nahi hai.Main: Waise yahan Bangalore mein log din mein bhi party karte hai kyaShobha: Ha ha ha! Tumse kisne kaha ki party sirf raat ko hoti hai? Aur tumhe kya lagta hai ye kis tarah ki party mein gaye hai?Main (thodi hairani se poocha): To kaha gayi? Dress to pura party wali thi.Shobha: Yahan na ek jagah hai ********* naam ki. Wahan.