”“The bus, wow! So ride with me then.” She must have seen some expression in my face. “I mean back to the city.” That was great, I had been ...iven more time to plan something. I knew I didn’t want to be merely left on my home block in the Bronx.In another half-hour we were saying goodbye to Sandra, who was still preoccupied with her notes. It was likely we would never see her again unless we had the urge to join another shoot. Mel and Martin were off somewhere, perhaps sharing a flask of bourbon. My first orgasms were exhilarating, and I had multiple. My curiosity turned into addiction, and I spent every available opportunity sneaking a peak any erotic material I could get my hands on. And as soon as I could get my hands on that material, I got my hands on myself. My masturbation grew into rituals. Every time I bathed and without exception, before I slept. Soon, I invented reasons to be alone, and anyplace, public or private; I would play with my developing body. It was only a. I kissed her softly on her velvet like lips just biting her slowly, she was smelling so sweet. I made her lie down slowly on the bed still kissing her and moved my hands to her tummy just stroking her body she was like moaning softly. I removed the pallu of her saree and started caressing her soft breasts, the 34 d’s were caged in her blouse I started biting them through the blouse, my hands moved between her thighs just stroking her roughly I was getting impatient I just wanted to get rid of. Is there anything I or we can help with?”“I don’t think so. Jenny has a couple of long-term girlfriends who live with her, and the threat is to expose them as a lesbian trio.”“Oh. They are a family group?”“Yes. I knew, of course, but I pay staff for their work abilities, not their private life or sexual orientation. Exposure would naturally link her to the business, and certain clients can be, shall we say, sensitive to public perceptions?”Reg was thinking fast.“Is there anyone she has been.