" I haven't," she admitted. "But if you go to my company's website there's a pic of me there, just not a very good one."She gave me a website and I li...ked to it to see a rather nice looking lady, all dressed up in legal gowns and wig. Still, not bad, slim, shoulder length dark blonde hair, blue eyes (like mine) a prominent sharp nose, softened somewhat by soft lips which hinted at a lovely smile."Woo! Not bad at all," I exclaimed. "You'd certainly get my attention were we to meet. Well would. And that was the first time I was seeing a girl’s waist from so near it was white in colour. I kissed her waist. And started making tongue movements on her waist and I was licking her hole in the waist and I was tongue fucking her waist hole, she was moaning in pleasure as ahhhhh …… come onn chinnuu do it …… then I stood up and gave a long smooch which lasted for more than 20 min we were madly sucking each other lips tongue I was eating her both the tongue and was biting her lips in between for. Heading over to the locker where you left your things, you take a moment to look at yourself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. You seem to be the same as you ever are after a long swim; your long pink hair is still dripping pool water, your wet, lithe body clad in your favourite bright pink bikini. You make a few poses, showing off to...well, yourself, because why the hell not? You're quite cute if you do say so yourself, with a nicely shaped ass and cute, fairly small but perky tits. Your tuck. I’ll tell you about my night at a hospital. This happened around a month back. A lot of things have changed in my life since then. I don’t go around chasing skirts anymore as I have found “the one” for me. And even then, I was not much of a flirt. I have had it with only 4 women so far. I met Deepa a week after we started talking on the phone. (Name changed for privacy) I was a stranger to her. I got her number from a friend who had a high opinion about her. I called her up on the pretext that.