After dinner, she wanted to see the rest of my house, so I showed her around. I'd made the second ground floor bedroom into an office; she saw my bedr...om, the bathroom and living room. We'd eaten in the kitchen, so she knew all about that.I took her downstairs and showed her two more bedrooms and another bathroom, as well as a living room and laundry. There also is a kitchen downstairs, so it serves as a second apartment, or just more facilities. She was impressed.We came up the back stairs and. She like to pull me into her passionately when I try to slow the dance and I would put my hand in just the right spot on her hips and hold her in my grasp when she would try and do the same. The heat we were making made us want to lose our modesty and as we were the only ones here we did just that. I was throwing things off of me and her at the same time and I even pulled her out of her stiletto heels. So we are now in the middle of our dance floor with nothing covering us but the cool breeze. She sat down on a park bench overlooking the street and checked the few people that were passing by. It was a warm autumn evening so she didn’t notice that she wasn’t wearing too many clothes for this season. She hadn’t seen him coming, in hindsight she couldn’t even remember how he got there but he was sitting next to her. A man, a businessman in a suit. It was hard to gage his age but she thought he should be in his early 40s. A face with strong but not memorable features. And suddenly she. The story is of me and my reader who sent me a mail rafter reading my story. She was a ho chick which anyone wan to have . Her pink bra was sooooo tempting hat i sill have a hard on imagining that. Here we go.I got a mail from a girl that she read my story she liked it so she pinged me to I was happy to listen that. She daily mailed and we chatted a lot she told about her that she broke up with her boy friend and she stays in Delhi doing engineering and she is from Jharkand. Daily we used have.