My jaw dropped when I noticed a small tear on the upper edge of the underwear at the same place mine were torn.I regained my composure and politely as...ed Randy if he needed anything. He said it would take a few more minutes and would love a cup of tea. I told him,” I will have the tea ready in the kitchen and we need to talk. I explained to him that I couldn’t help noticing the tear in his underwear and maybe he could explain why I was missing a royal blue pair panties with the identical tear.. Neither of us was looking for something intimate or deep or meaningful, just some friendly conversation, maybe, but more typically, a quick romp of a sexual cyberspace encounter for some relief and release before going on with our respective lives. Simple. Casual. Meaningless. It was her fault, really. She started things out by actually talking to me, because she made it seem like she wasn’t really interested in sex at all. It wasn’t my M.O., to go into that kind of chat without some. A few hours later a visibly exhausted Rakell came in. She looked surprised to see James. With a wan smile, she went into a closet, pulled out a new gown, and retired to the bathing room. James realized this was her apartment. After a while, she came out. “The Queen will see us after dinner.” She pulled a tasseled rope and a palace servant came to escort them. They dined in silence. James had many questions but something about Rakell’s face kept him silent. After dinner, Rakell took James to a. ' Bradley looked me in the eye and slid his hand on to my upper thigh saying '...yeah, I know what I'm saying. Do you want to study more or shall the two of us go back to my room and have some fun...' Shocked I didn't know how to act or what to say, Bradley and I was close to the same height. Bradley was much more bulkier than I and was known for his weight lifting abilities. With a strong grasp of my thigh Bradley continued to say '...I've wanted to get with you from the first day I saw you,.