Then she closed her eyes and silently laid down. Then I sucked her boobs, nipples, and started licking her wet pussy. That licking pussy with my tongu... made her horny and she started making some sound in low voice. I said it’s good, this is called moaning. She said I didn’t do anything. It happened by its own. I said I know it’s natural. She said, Sanju, I am feeling really different now. I don’t know why.I said, honey, you are in love with me now. Going forward you will like everything that I. I was nervous, as I often am, dressing somewhere halfway between male and female. The waitress behind the counter gave me a slightly less than bored stare, before turning as the grizzled old duffer in front of her if he wanted "White or Whole Wheat?"I walked quickly, head down, eyes not making eye contact with anyone, but looking for a secluded booth. All I wanted was to sit, have a warm cup of coffee, and catch my breath. My feet were sore from walking for hours, thinking and wondering what to. Hayles, I'm waiting?" she demanded when I didn't answer her question.I tried, my mouth opened but nothing came out; I swallowed and tried to speak again but no matter how hard I pushed nothing came out so I closed my mouth. I could hear the two girls shuffling behind me but they too remained silent."Nothing to say, Mr. Hayles? Then I think we need to go to my office." She glanced over my shoulder; "You can come with us as well, ladies." She gestured and I got my leaden feet moving, my mind. I married when I was quite young, 17 years old ... It was an arranged marriage ... He was okay – but, I can’t have children – which is good, because I never wanted children ... And he didn’t love sex, and I do love sex ... So things with us didn’t work out really ... We separated a few years ago and I’ve been ‘having fun’ ever since...” She smirks. “I don’t act like people think an Indian lady should act!”“And how is that?” Checks Ozvik.She smiles again, turning her on one side as she considers.