Her hands moved, one ran its fingers through his hair, the other graced his cheek, as they kissed.This is enjoyable, but why hasn’t he made any move...to go further?Their kissing took a break which she used to run a finger over his lips, which he licked. Then he held her hands with his.“Haumia, I enjoyed tonight, and I like you. I can’t wait until Monday night to see you. I promise I’ll call you tomorrow.”Did I do something wrong? No, he’s sincere. I can tell from his eyes. Can’t say I expected. All this setup raised my curiosity. I did as instructed and checked in the seat booked for me.The lights were switched off and the title was playing, I scanned the theater there were only countable people in the theatre. Someone opened the hall door and entered, it was a girl I guessed it by the size if boobs in the minuscule lighting available in the hall. She was in salwar covering her head with her dhupatta. I though it was another couple. She started to climb the steps, and came and sat. She sat on the edge of Richie’s desk and held my hand. My wife closed her eyes and he slipped his meat into her easily. She gasped several times deeply and he released a load so big into her that some of it plopped on the floor. The old dude staggered away from the panting woman mumbling his thanks. There was a spreading wet spot in the front of my pants, the burn was ebbing but still very much there. My friend offered me a drink but I told politely refused and gave Judy he panties. Her crotch. .. maybe?" Didn't you listen?" Umm ... I did ... Sir." Well, didn't you hear me say you are maggots?" Huh?! ... yes I did!" Sylvia said completely confused with his statement."Well, ever seen maggots with clothes?" No, Sir?!" Sylvia said, getting the drift of his statement."Well, why do you think you deserve clothes if maggots don't wear them?" Hmm, I was just asking ... Sir," Sylvia said somewhat disappointed."Well, because we aren't that evil," the drillmaster said with a smile. "We have.