It was all she said. It was all she needed to say. It was all she would ever need to say to me, and I would be there. I came to her in the only way I ...new how. Giving myself as completely to her as she had so often given herself to me. Face to face this time, as we joined, our eyes never leaving one another. Kissing her passionately, yet softly. Feeling her lips as I kissed her, gently chewing and sucking each one in turn even as our bodies melded in union together, slowly beginning the dance. “Really?” I said “you dirty sod, I am sorry I cut short your fun time, show me what you were watching, and I won’t say anything to anyone about my porn loving tutor!” He smiled picked up the TV remote on the desk and pressed the TV on, he stood up walked over to his laptop which was hooked up to the TV and clicked a few buttons and up popped a cock fucking an ass close up. He turned the volume down a little and walked over to his door and clicked the bolt “don’t want anyone walking in on this. I always get turned on by women in sarees and sleeveless blouses.Five years ago I fucked a buxom whore at a brothel I used to frequent. I remember her for her very big boobs, the largest that I had ever come across; they were really unnatural. She said jokingly that it was the result of too much of grappling by customers over the years. Anyway, she wore a cotton sari so I made her take off her blouse and wear the sari in the traditional Bengali way; she looked ravishing like that. I laid her on. I hadn't seen one banjo. But there is a real difference in outlook and attitude between San Francisco and outback Ohio. Things I take for granted like quality restaurants in walking distance and world class restaurants a cab ride away are not even in the same universe with Ohio. Lake Erie just isn't the same as the Golden Gate and the Pacific. The great heartland is just too provincial for me. So ok, I'm a snob. San Francisco is still one of the great cities of the world and that is what I was.