So I told her, a little reluctantly, that I did.Her voice was quiet, mellow when she spoke, “Instinct is a powerful thing, more in some than others....You have it.” Before I could say anything, she kissed me again and this time her tongue entered me, and, Jesus, it was that tongue again, delving, deep. I wanted it, I needed it inside me. I felt her hand run down my back and, as it did, it took the zip of my dress with it. Then I could feel her hand on my skin. It was cool, dry and I was neither. K had gone through a rough patch and seemed to be recovering from an emotional and mental blow. Boy, she knew how to pick her men. In this meanwhile, I went through a bad patch with my girlfriend and decided to call it quits. So, quite obviously, since we spoke all day, every day, K asked me how I was feeling and if I wanted to vent out. I vented out quite a bit and realised that it wasn’t the emotion that I was going to miss. It was the sex!I turned to her and asked her what she thought of. Both were girls and were very lovely. I was particularly attracted, whose name was Anusha. Anusha was thin, about 5’6”. She had an athletic body. Her boobs were not so mature, but pretty cute. The really eye-candy for me was her arse. Her figure was 34-29-37. The curvature on her back-side was really a turn-on for any man. Generally they would sleep with my Mum in a room and I would sleep with my Dad in the other room. The monsoons were at the peak and my parents had to urgently go to Pune for. You know... maybe you didn't believe in sex or something," I said, purposely blushing.After we had worked silently for a few minutes Mrs. S whispered without looking at me, "We're trying Jimmy... just so far, no... no luck." Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, I'm sure you'll get pregnant soon... God willing."After another half hour of hard work, our legs almost stuck together the whole time, I asked, "What do you and the Reverend think of premarital sex Miriam?" It's evil Jimmy, the work of the devil! What.