Hum us par bharosa bhi kar sakte hai.Mamta: Mujhe achha nahin laga raha hai.Rajeev: Jaanu, aisa mat socho. Tumne promise kiya tha na.Mamta: Kya tumne ...sse baat kar li hai?Rajeev: Nahin, abhi nahin. Lekin jald hi kar loonga.Mamta: Woh maan jaayega?Rajeev: Pata padega.Mamta: Woh Kaise?Rajeev: Main usse ghar par bulaoonga. Tum thodi sexy ban kar uske saamne jaana. Phir main dekh loonga.Mamta: Woh dikhne mein kaisa hai?Rajeev: Jaisa bhi, bura nahin hai. Tumhe pasand aayega.Yeh sab sun kar Mamta. We read about, talked about, and fantasied together for years about the physical love we would show each other. Our plans for that first time were carefully and completely planned and our anticipation grew to its boiling point, which meant holding back was like trying to stop a train. The pleasure, bonding, and sensations we felt after 16 years of foreplay created a night of unimaginable joy. We were both overwhelmed by how our love grew immeasurably in that ultimate bonding. When the first. ”“Excellent. I look forward to reading it. See you on Monday.”“Thanks, Doctor Johnson.”She smiled and I turned and left the classroom, meeting Clarissa and Sandy in the hall where they was waiting for me.“Everything OK?” Clarissa asked as we started walking to P-Chem.“Doctor Johnson wanted to make sure I was talking with a counselor or therapist about the obvious pain and anguish that came through in my paper.”“That was pretty obvious. No matter what happens, you’re always going to love. ”He acted wounded and put his hand over his heart. “What can I say, I have a much needed talent.”“Pig.” I spat and walked off. He sipped his coke as I walked away. A neighbor helping grill food told me he needed more hotdogs, so I went to the kitchen to get them. I turned and there he was in my way. We looked at each other and then he reached out and cupped my left breast, rubbing my nipple with his thumb. I shivered.“You really are repressed. Poor thing.”I wanted him to stop but couldn’t will.