But I can't help being nervous, still. I'm excited, too, though. I tried to let it show when I returned his kiss. I didn't hold back.He broke the kiss...after a few minutes. His hands caressed my hair affectionately and said, "I have always found redheads especially exciting."I chuckled and said, "That's good to hear, because I've always been a redhead. Would you like to see?"I was surprised to realize how quickly I'm starting to feel comfortable with him and with this crazy situation. I'm a. I took her to the spare bedroom. The bed there was much bigger than her wide single one and would give us room to spread out or rather spread Amy out. Once the door was closed she resumed her attempt to unbuckle my slacks but I stopped her. I kissed her. “You mentioned about being interested in BDSM,” I said to her.She nodded.“Wait here,” I told her as I left to go to our bedroom. Inside the bottom the wardrobe was a bag that we hadn’t opened for a few years now. Those were the days when Liz. There she was . Th true goddess just inches away from me. You can imagine her to Priyanka Chopra in Dostana song. Only this lady was way too beautiful and had bigger assets. This saree was made for her. The cleavage part was bigger than I calculated and her beautiful studded navel. .The lower part was miles down her hip.75 percent of her body was completely exposed and she turned her back to show me her tattoo and turned again to smile. I just couldn’t balance and I fell on my kneels. Have you ever thought about being with another girl?”She looked at me knowing full well what I was asking but the subject matter embarassed her and she was hesitant to talk about it much. “No, I’m not a lesbian. I have seen some pretty girls and have wondered what it would be like, but I’m not pretty enough I guess.”“Geez, Catherine, will you stop with the self-deprecating stuff. You are a very nice looking girl!” I said. And with that, I unhooked her bra and let it drop.I guess she wasn’t.