There was a rainy season, but it was not as defining as the Pacific Coast city of Seattle further north across the border in Washington State.We had d...scussed a number of interesting subjects sitting in the dim light of the live girl’s private club down in California’s generally boring capitol city of Sacramento and I always intended to follow through on my promise to visit at a later date. Then I was interrupted by military service and my subsequent brush with time and space as I was. Lynn started to cry out. He removed his hand from her breast and slapped her lightly across the face. “Rub your clit.” He said. Lynn shook her head no. “I said rub it” he slapped her again and shoved a fourth finger into her ass. She cried out and took her hand down to her clit. Lynn started to rub her clit, slowly at first but as she started to enjoy the attention her clit was receiving, she began rubbing faster. Her cries were of pain and pleasure. Jon could not believe the girl was. Tanu ne phir se Neeta ke kaan me kuch kaha to Neeta ki aankhon ka dar kuch kam hota dikha aur wo apni gardan hilane lagi. ” Rameshji….. Ham dono, main aur Neeta ye chahti hain ki aap darwaje tak wapas jaayen, darwaje ko andar se band karke wapas aayen aur hamara sath den” Tanu ne sharmili mushkarahat ke sath kaha. Ye to mere pati ko unki taraf se chodne ka khula nimantran tha. Mere pati ka lauda to pahle se hi unki pant me khada ho kar jor maar raha tha.She said something to Neeta again in her. ” You smile, “And so, sir, what do YOU do all day? Never work around any women?” Offering my arm as the automatic door whisks open at our approach, I respond, “Not like you…which is probably a good thing.” As we move back into the fringe of the ballroom, more dancing, food, and people to the right, and the lush foyer of the hotel main to our left, I am momentarily at a loss, not having had any plan, nor been in this most delicious of situations before. My mind whirls at the speed of neutrinos.