She said, “Hmmm, you need to write that down".And t,en I started remembering some lines I had previously written, where I had said, “Close your ey...s...as I'm FINALLY…… unfastening your pants … sliding my splayed fingers and hand down over your mound … grasping, squeezing, feeling the shape of your pussy … going inside your panties … seeking out your wet center “When my eyes are closed, “I can almost feel that first moment of physical contact... that precious moment when my cock head first. I sit down at an empty table, when two girls sit down in front of me. Then Meagan sits beside me as she kisses me on the cheek, which surprises me.“This is my boyfriend,” Meagan says as I choke on a tater tot. Meagan is patting me on the back, what it is about women that assume something. What did I do to make Meagan assume I am her boyfriend. “Sorry, I meant my new friend,” she says as I sigh in relief.Not that I wouldn’t kill to be her boyfriend. She is beautiful and sweet. I want to go. After the third woman in a row who Ihad approached had made it clear they just couldn't see me as boyfriendmaterial, I retreated to my wonderful house and resigned myself to beingalone for the rest of my life.So perhaps it makes sense I would spend my nights talking to the computerthat ran the house ...And it would talk back to me.It took a little getting used to, hearing this soft feminine voice comingout of speakers, but as my social life withered I found myself listeningmore and more. They had booked 7 rooms for the students and one for the teachers. One of the rooms was taken over by the naughty bunch.They finished the dinner by 8 and the students were instructed to return to their rooms by 9. Indu and Dhanya had made sure that all the students were in their respective rooms by 10 so that they could get some rest themselves. It had been a long journey.They switched off the lights and tried to get some sleep. But Dhanya was unable to sleep at all. She looked over to her side.