He couldn't seem to get Rachel off his mind.It was nearly two weeks before John phoned Rachel back. He'd picked up the receiver on many occasions, but...felt guilty and ended up calling Susan instead."Hi," he said when the phone was answered, "Is Rachel there?" It's me, hi John." Hi." I'm glad you called back."They got the chit-chat out of the way quickly, and spent over half an hour catching up on a fortnights worth of news. But the whole time John sensed that there was something in Rachel's. Dark, and thick, and erect.Her hands ran up and down my chest, her fingers running through the sparse hair I had. I was of an average build, but years of athletics and playing soccer on my high school team had given me lean, tight muscles and a six pack that I took care to maintain. I lowered my head and hungrily latched on to her right nipple, as she threw her head back and let out a loud, musical moan.“Aahhh… Rossshhaannn!”I used my left hand to cup her breast. I swirled my tongue around her. "That M. Danglars speculates, whereas he never does." Truly, madame, I recollect M. Debray told me--apropos, what is become of him? I have seen nothing of him the last three or four days." Nor I," said Madame Danglars; "but you began a sentence, sir, and did not finish." Which?" M. Debray had told you"--"Ah, yes; he told me it was you who sacrificed to the demon of speculation." I was once very fond of it, but I do not indulge now." Then you are wrong, madame. Fortune is precarious; and if I. Ramesh Sir observed the uneasiness on my face and asked for my health.After confessing my situation he smiled and said it was brought to me intentionally as he wanted to check the level of my patience. I felt very angry since this wasn’t needed to be done with me but still had no sign to argue with them. Soon after I was being hit with the wooden scale on my tits our second point of halt arrived. I couldn’t recollect the name of the restaurant as such but I was said that we had reached the end.