”Asha laughed, “I never licked anyone’s asshole.”Me, “Neither did I, but I did for you.”Asha licked my asshole from outside.Me, “Do it a... I did.”Asha again laughed, “No, not at all.”Me, “Why not? I did it for you.”Asha, “But I never asked you to do it. You did it because you felt like doing this.”Me, “Ok, it doesn’t matter.”When Farooq brought dinner, Asha was lying on the bed on her back. Her legs were towards the full-size mirror attached to the almirah. She was reading something on her. My ex-wife even prodded me to go the salon years before we got divorced. She loved me smooth but I couldn’t get up the nerve to expose myself to a total stranger. Finally at 40 years old I was just so tired of the shaving regimen and the stubble that I decided to go for it and get a full Brazilian or “boyzilian” which removes all the aforementioned hair with a laser. I left a little patch above my penis just so I didn’t look like a 10-year-old boy. Katie was the nurse that performed the. One of my earliest memories is putting my hand in your dress, and you getting angry and telling me never to touch you! And the time I came into your bedroom, when all you had on was your bra and panties, and you saying I must never go in your room again, and never cuddling me or kissing me!'Mum was still holding my hand, and she dropped it to rest on her thigh, and I felt the warmth of her soft skin through her stocking.'Darling — it wasn't like that at all! I've got memories too — when you. A phrase that I found charmingly naive, even kind of sweet. But, ever since we started heavy petting, I had decided that I would put him off until he came up with a plan for how I wasn’t going to get pregnant. Simply showing up with a box of condoms would have sufficed. But, I was still waiting and making excuses -- telling him ‘I wasn’t ready’. If he couldn’t think far enough ahead or take enough responsibility to buy a box of condoms, he’d simply have to wait -- which, of course, meant I had.