We made some comments then sipped it again. When we were finished we had a cracker and some cheese to cleanse our pallets.Mom opened another bottle an... poured some of that wine into four new glasses for us. We went through the whole thing again. After the forth bottle of wine Mom let us pick out the one that we liked the best and have some more of it.Jane was nineteen years old like I was while Cinnamon was only seventeen years old. We were not very experienced with drinking wine and started. A small American tourister bag sticking on his back and a simple flip flop. “Pretty neat” Ravi thought. Ravi was a dressed in a three fourth and a t shirt. His hair swayed as he had shampooed when he took bath a while ago. In no time, their eyes met. Neel raised his hand and so did Ravi. They met and shook hands.Ravi enthusiastically asked : “Which train?”Neel replied : “Sampark kranti, but ticket nahi hain yaar. RAC in sleeper.”Ravi : “Telugena?”Neel : “No man, I am bengali..But my family. I was so tired and sore I felt like Icould barely get through my classes.Poor, sweet Becky, who was still in the afterglow of our weekend fucking,greeted me with smiled and kisses at lunch only to find me quiet anddistant.She started grilling me about what was wrong and I blew up at her to backoff. She walked away with tears in her eyes and I felt so tired I reallydidn't care. I had to figure out what to do with her.By the time of my first special practice with Ray and Coach Peterson, I. "Well... well." Instantly I knew what she wanted to do. Our lips touched again, our tongues tasting each other. As I kissed behind her ear, down her neck. My hand softly caressing her breasts. As I slid her robe off. Sliding mine off. She took control. Laying me back as she took my vibrator turning it on high. She started teasing my clit. "Don't stop" She stopped. Giggling. I rolled over taking her mouth possessively. Grabbing my vibrator from her. Turning it on high used it on her. As my mouth.