Was this even true? Did the subtle wording in what he was reading mean what he thought it meant? Only one way to find out. With the appointment made, ...e found himself in a clean waiting room all by himself and a young receptionist behind a counter. She was cute, kind of curvy, and was sitting low behind the desk so as he checked himself in he got a good look down her shirt, which was low cut and tight. It hid nothing, and his cock twitched as he talked to her. “Have a seat, we’ll call you when. I turned to go to the bar, feeling a bit embarassed, when she suddenly appeared in front of me. Her eyes were glistening and that smile I saw earlier was still dancing around her lips. Saw something you liked? she asked playfully. Turning red I somehow managed to mumble: Sorry, I didnt mean to stare but your tattoos are quite mesmerising. You should see the ones Im hiding. she answered playfully. Taken by surprise I said the first thing that came to mind: Well, you should give me a tour then.. . and earlier. I was restless tonight and... well... laundry needed doing..." I laugh."I've an extra towel if you'd like to sit," she smiles, waving at the empty chair next to her."Thanks. I didn't quite think of that. This was a spur of the moment decision for me. Looks like you've come prepared, though. Is this normal wash attire for you?" I laugh again."Yeah, actually, it is," she laughs with me. "I tried it once and, well, I just enjoy it. You're the first person I've encountered here in. Raja now focused on her partially bare belly. As a fashionable lady as Purnima was, she had her petti coat at least three inches below her naval. Raja was very excited watching her fair smooth skin at her belly. It was not very flat, but a little bumpy. There was even a layer of fat which gathered all the sweat from her upper body. It is normal for a Bengali lady to have a layer of fat or two at her belly. It is very sexy too. Raja again imagined himself licking those sweats out of Purnima’s.