As we drove away in his car, he gave me some sort of X-Rated Gay magazine to look at. He passed my station and ignored me, and drove to a strange ware...ouse with a loft.When we arrived at his place, he invited me in. The moment I stepped out of the car and entered the building, my masculinity died. We went up a loft elevator and into an apartment. I sheepishly looked around before sitting down on a sofa. He gave me a drink of bourbon and left the room. Not long later, after taking a few sips,. After putting off the call, she again feeling sleepy so she was taking nap, and I saw her Mellon’s because of air coming from window separate her top from body. She wore black color bra with design n in between I am pretending to sleep and trying to go close with her at one instance she touched my hand with her so I took my hand back to check her . I did this once again and checked again my hand touched with her and now this time she is doing with an intention and I understood that.As no one in. There is one guy from Norway named Jonus who follows her when she goes home and walks behind her on the way to the class because he lives a few blocks away from her apartment and walks on the same street as her and he loves Bangladeshi women. He is 35 years old and has short brown hair and blue eyes and has an athletic build. He has been watching a lot of B grade Bangladeshi movies and jerks off to the fat Bangladeshi actresses with big boobs and asses in those movies. Rokeya does not talk to. I am still not sure of her age but I would guess she was in her late 30’s or early 40’s. I don’t even know her name. Everyone calls her “maavshi” which means aunt in Marathi. I have noticed that in India maids are not treated with much respect, they are invisible to people. Same is the case in our house. She just comes, does her work and leaves. Nobody talks to her or even smiles at her. But when she entered, I looked directly in her eyes and gave her a warm smile. She smiled back, a little.