Sourav: Are these notes on your arm?Piyali (hiding a smile): It’s a tattoo.Sourav: Can I check?PIiyali: Of course.I touched her arm. She got ticklis... but looked straight at me, smiling. Our hearts were beating fast. I ran my finger all the way to her armpit – still the smirk.Under the kurta, I pulled her bra strap my finger, and let it snap back. She gave a look of shock mixed with amusement and shyness. I gave her the additional sheet and walked back. I was in love, and so was she.Finally, the. That slurpy feeling between my legs had returned with a vengeance. I took the joint from Nadine and again took a deep inhale and turned to Ed and began to slowly exhale into his mouth. This time I did so with my lips parted a bit more and as he leaned down to take the smoke into his mouth our lips met. That was all the invitation I needed and I just locked my lips on his and gave him the nastiest kiss I could at that point. He returned the favor. Nadine squealed out ‘Wowwwwwwww. Look at. “You are so soft.”“Thank you,” she quietly remarked.Gary then used his other hand and touched her arm to feel the soft fur on her. It was subtle but there. The warmth of her body seemed fine, and he finally was able to get a hold of his senses.“I wished the fairy tales to be true,” Gary said. “I hope I am not dreaming.”“You are not,” she said as she used her hand to feel his arm.Gary let go of her arm and backed away from her. He practically leaped up into the air and cheered. “Yes! My best. Mistress has me stand by the door while she goes to the clerk, murmuring quietly. She turns to me and snaps her fingers. When I approach, she unclips my leash and tells me to go to the dressing rooms.The clerk follows me in and directs me to the podium in front of the triple mirrors. "Drop the pants," she directs. I look frantically for Mistress, but she is not around. I swallow hard and unfasten my pants, sliding them down in a puddle at my feet. According to Mistress' directions, I am wearing.