We had some shots. Then after that, Ryan whispered in my ear, “Want to get out of here?” I knew this was it. I nodded, and then we informed Michae... and took off. We got into Ryan’s car, and we drove off. He was showing me around like a long romantic drive. It was 2 am so the streets were empty.Then slowly, he placed his hand on my thigh. I did not object. Slowly he started moving his hand up and got close to my vagina. He stopped there. I looked at him and gave him a smile. He then moved his. " I don't even know what to say anymore, Simone." Mon, it's helping me so, so much to get this off my chest. Just listen, O.K.?" I'll try, Honey. It's not easy, but I'll try." Thanks," Simone replied before continuing. "So, I told him how good it felt to have him touch me. He said he was glad. And that's when I think I really lost my head." Monica kept her gaze on Simone as she slowly shook her head involuntarily. Simone went on. "I said, 'Kev, Honey ... I was wondering something. I was. There lay my sari on the sofa and my torn blouse flunked aside on the other side of the room.I searched for my inner but then remembered those were already thrown out on the way here. The man beside me was a beast whom I had provoked. How this started is a different story but our following encounter is something I want to share.He is my ex-student. All this started as I met him one more time, several years later after he passed out. I was charmed by him and all the events led us in this state.. It was pretty basic they said, but they were gradually doing it up during the summer holidays. They were both teachers, so they had plenty of opportunity.Over the next couple of years, we became good friends with them, and with their two c***dren. We stayed with them when we went to Edinburgh (very useful during the Festival) and we often met up when they were at their cottage, sometimes staying the night rather than drive home after drinking quantities of wine and whisky. You know you are.