No one would disturb us.But if you dont(he smiled again)..shook his head I know you would come.He then walked away kissing me sweet dreams.I was sweat...ng now,there was a ring to what he had said.I was wondering if he knew about my escapades and the things i had done.How could he have.The whole night I kept thinking,that I should tell about Manoj to my husband but then these were early days of marriage and I did not think any one would actually believe me,and I had no proof no alibi.Finally I. Our next abode was in a small village in the depths of Lincolnshire, a largely rural county, and in those days the second largest in England.Despite its size the county was not known for prowess in any kind of sport, although Tony Jacklin was born in the county, and Scunthorpe United Football Club once had Kevin Keegan and Ian Botham on their books, even if not at the same time.The village where I lived was in the catchment area of The King’s School, sixteen miles away in the small town of. The van was big enough for two double mattress. The van drove for several minutes and then stopped. The door opened and Janice entered the van. She shut the door behind her.Janice surprised me, She grabbed my shirt and practically pleaded with me. "Please....I need you...I need you...."Her hand pressed against my chest and clutched the fabric. "I need..." She inhaled deeply. "...sex.....please.....I need it..."She reached up and stroked my scruffy, ungroomed face. She ran them down my cheeks. Sue certainly appreciated my efforts. She came again in a few minutes, and this time she was a little slow stifling her scream of pleasure.All of a sudden, Mrs. Thompson ran out of the house and toward us. She was wearing a robe, and a stray movement as she ran showed that she was not wearing anything else. She came up to us and saw that both of us were partially naked. “Sue, what are you doing!?”Sue kept her head a lot better than I did. I just tried to cover up, but she openly displayed her.