"How come this miracle? How you have transformed into such an excellent lover," Pramila asked gently kissing her husband.Narendra had decided much ear...ier that he would speak nothing but truth."I learned it in Bangkok from some lovely experts, professionals," he said."Did you fuck other women?" Yes – for our better married life. Are you angry?" Narendra said.Pramila did not respond – she just looked at the face of her husband."Tell me are you angry that I fucked others?" he asked again."No. Not. He'd led a hard life, filled with obstacles I could tell and he hadn't handled them in a heroic way. He'd crossed some lines, more than stretched some boundaries but right now I didn't care.Right now I felt like crying out from the pleasure he elicited from me as his tongue left my breasts and traveled down to poke its tip into my navel."Oh god..."That really felt good and his hands on my skin ... blazing it while he thrust his tongue in and out of my navel sending me spinning. But he grew. "It... it was floppin' all over, and..."With a hearty laugh, Mark said "Now you know why nudity isn't as poplular with men. I saw a picture of nude volleyball once. Made me hurt to think about it."This did not make Becks feel any better, so Mark scooted up beside her on the couch and gave her a hug. He tried to think of the right thing to say, but decided nothing fit and just hugged.The second Saturday of Mark's nudity, Norma went out in the morning for brunch with a friend. Mid-afternoon, Mark. “This will be a good ride”, she thought and made her way to the back of the bus. She was tired. Her job took a lot out of her and then having to go to school afterwards didn’t help. All she wanted to do was sleep. She plopped into an empty seat, set her knapsack next to her, straightened her cute, black, short skirt and closed her eyes. “May I sit here?” she thought she heard right. Sleepily she opened one eye to see an older woman, about thirty-five standing there. She appeared to be a.