The next SMS contained an address of a shop in town, and a shopping list: "ring gag, blindfold, hood, handcuffs, wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, crop, strap... cane. Take C in miniskirt when u go n make her buy all. Reply when done."The shopping expedition was desperately embarrassing. A sex shop, of course, in a seedy part of town. As instructed, David helped Carol select items then stood back watching a blushing Carol take her purchases to the counter.Even worse was another SMS that arrived soon. Not even by a couple of tipsy lesbians who knew what I was,and didn't care. I was holding out for admiration. It was nice to knowsomeone found you attractive. Saturday morning came, and I still hadn't decided what to put on.Before I knew it, 4 o'clock had rolled around, and I was nowhere nearready. Josh was coming by at 8:30, and my legs hadn't seen a razor in 2months. As I shaved, I mentally considered different outfits. Most wereeither too tarty, or too big. A fierce diet and exercise regimen. I was shocked rather surprised. I asked him that night about it. He told me that.“Dear Laxmi, sex is a different emotion from love. See, I love you, no doubt, but sex is a totally different sensation. Its motive is pure pleasure. Everyone has their kinkiest fantasy buried in their minds which never comes out, unfortunately, especially in India.”I listened to him like a school child. So the next day, he persuaded me to remove that shawl around me and not worry about whatever happened. He won’t. Gina and her niece, Fiorina. My brother really can fuck a grown woman’s pussy. I’d be happy to have that boy’s cock in my pussy. As soon as I learn all about it, that is.”“Will you wait and let me be the first to fuck your pussy?”“YES! I want you to fuck me right now, but I watched you make Addy and Linda wait, so I’ll wait too. I don’t want to though, I want to fuck you so bad my pussy hurts.”“Turn around and ride my cock, while I hold your titties and rub this cream on them. Take this squeeze.