It was definitely not unpleasant. In fact I was already beginning to get hard again.She moved her fingers explaining what I was seeing, spreading the...lips of her vagina apart she said, “this is my vagina, usually called cunt, pussy, or something else equally vulgar. Don’t call it a vagina when we’re having sex, it’s not exactly erotic, cunt is.” Then her fingers traced up to show me a protuberance “This is the clitoris. If you want to send me to heaven, pay lots of gentle attention to it. . His head ached and he knew he was going to vomit. He got off the bed and made it just in time to the toilet. In there he retched into the bowl. Afterwards, looking at himself in the mirror, he saw a grey faced, bleary eyed image staring back at him. He saw to it that the woman, after she had showered, was duly breakfasted. He telephoned for a taxi to take her to wherever she lived, and as she was about to depart she scribbled her name and address on a piece of paper, and with a salacious grin. .by the by i came to know that she had a kind of kiddish attitude..like just going & leaning to somebody..cry for very simple reasons with her head leaning on somebody’s shoulder etc..but my observation for her was she always mixed with male colleagues rather than female colleagues.. But a feeling grew inside my head that i was not comfortable with what she did..i dont know wht right i had to stop her frm doing so..but again sum things are without logic..one day i expressed my feelings in a. I was almost done making breakfast when they came out of the bedroom. We ate a nice breakfast and talked about how much fun we had the night before. I told Mike he was welcome to spend the day with us if he was free, and fortunately he was free. It was late in the day, almost lunch time, so we decided we would go to an early movie and then maybe stop back home for some fun.Since we were at a matinee the theatre wasn’t busy yet. The three of us ordered our snacks and drinks then situated.