"I came to several conclusions as I drank my several drinks.Yes, he had always been a smart man, a strong man, a sensitive man. But hewas no longer in...my eyes my manly man. What sort of man wears a Frenchmaid uniform? Not a manly man; just a man; a diminished, hollower, weakerman.Maybe this was an opportunity to rid him of some of that excessMediterranean machismo he occasionally lorded over my head. Come to thinkof it, his smirk when he first approached me with his fetish fantasyarrogantly. Ria didi ko har baar ki tarah khoob maza aa raha tha. Mera lund jab b unke galey par lagta, unki choot or geeli ho jaati. Mne unko baalo se pakda or unke muhh ko berehmi se chodna start kardia. Unki ankho m ansu aa chuke the, lekin m nai ruka or ant m unke muuh m hi apna sara maal chod dia. Vo b bina ruke sara kuch pee gayi. Hum teeno kafi thakk chuke the isliye bed par hi late gaye. M beech m leta tha left m riya didi or right m simran. Mne simran k kaan m bola ki jab didi so jaegi to hum. ' Amy told him, 'Just a peek.'Stepping forwards Tom came up close to the curtain, and at the same time Amy lent back a little.'Please,' she said, 'do look at anymore than I want to show, as I am a little shy of you at the moment.''Okay.' Tom confirmed, and she knew then that he was willing to do whatever she asked just for the chance to glimpse her bare pussy.Amy watched him as he lent forwards slightly, and she reach down to play with her pussy as he watched her.'Wow,' He said with an earnest. He opened the door and crossed me as if he is going to his berth to sleep. It was almost 1:30 a.m. by then. On the way, he just touched my arms and gave me a kind of small pinch. He went to his berth and came back just in 2 mins. He came close to the birth where I was sitting and asked: “can I sit here”? I told yes. He sat just opposite to me and started looking at his mobile. We didn’t speak to each other, but it was kind of we both knew why we are there at that odd hours in the night.After.