How stiff were the buttons? ... not too bad. She made a start. She couldn’t write down what she’d done, so she’d do them in sequence, spatially....What was the best way?By lunchtime she was half way through all the numbers that could start 1, and half way through her fingers! She made lunch and watched TV for a bit. She wasn’t liking the button-pushing - as a way of solving a problem it was a bit crude and lacking in elegance. She had a feeling her mum’d be doing it better.At half past one two. First of several actually. This call was from Tania, and she only spoke a few words, "I'm for you daddy, only you. No one has ever touched me, or ever will, except you." Her voice was deep and throaty and I dare not ask what was wrong, as I sat in a meeting with seven other department managers at the time. Then she began what could only be a narrated masturbation session. God help me but I loved that call. The others in the meeting began to give me strange looks as I simply sat there with a. The next week end, I went to my hometown again and met Sujatha for lunch. I insisted that she bring Mary too for that day’s dinner and she obliged.That evening at around 7.30 PM both of them came to restaurant where I was already waiting in a corner table. Sujatha was dressed in a tight yellow chudidar which made her little curves visible outside with free hair making her look damn good while Mary was dressed in a blue saree well below her navel. I greeted both of them and while sitting I made. I moved my things into the room then; went to check the ABS, first, then the convenience store. The book store was deserted except for the clerk who, looked me over like I was from outer space; in this area, I was very alien looking. I did spend a little money while I was there; some condoms, lube and some other little things. On my way back to the motel I picked up some beer and a few snacks from the store.One thing I wanted to do was remove the large and favorite butt plug from my (now) very.