" Thank you, that was very thoughtful. Have a seat and I will get some glasses."Susan came back carrying the glasses and handed Melissa the cork remov...r. She sat down on the couch next to her and put the glasses on the coffee table. Melissa expertly removed the cork and Susan looked her over. Melissa had changed out of her work clothes and was wearing a casual t-shirt and hip-hugger jeans. Melissa's large breasts jiggled when the cork finally popped loose. Pouring some of the red wine into each. I don't want to make you laugh at me." I can teach you in a few days. In three days flat you will be as good as us. Please Bhabhi. You have a natural grace about you. Come on we won't laugh at you. There are some things in which you are more experienced." Such as?" I don't know. You tell us what you have been doing since may be 15 or 16." Nobody starts sex at that age stupid. It was much later." That was when she realized that she had volunteered the information. She sought to correct her. He took me into his studio, and told me to relax while he got his camera equipment. He started out by shooting routine poses of me standing and sitting. Then he got me to take off my school tie, and my white shirt and tee shirt. ‘You have a fine looking body, and hardly any hair,’ he said. As he was shooting, he continued, ‘you know, the human body is a beautiful creation, and we shouldn’t feel bad about showing it. We should be proud of our bodies.’ I could tell what was coming next. ‘Why. Of course. Here was this gorgeous intoxicating thing offering to milk me dry with her cunt and I was acting like one of those insufferable nice guys, trying to talk her out of it. Lame. Thing is, for the most part I was a nice guy, and even outside of the practical implications, I partly felt like this was bordering on being too messed up. From the start, I’d had dangerously serious visions about this girl. I imagined myself having to work to earn that next moment with her. I had been prepared.