"Robby blinked. "Yeah, that's true, if you're talking about a pair of shoes or something. But that's not what we're talking about here." he said. "I m...an I know that fantasy isn't like reality, but I can't keep the fantasies out of my head. And I'll never know the reality, so I doubt if I'll ever be able to really let go ... like you're talking about."Ramona's own feelings were remarkably similar. She had fleeting fantasies. Her memory of his smooth chest pressed against her bare breasts fueled. That’s it. Now catch hold of the waistband of your panties. Right, pull them down to your ankles and lean right forward as you do it’. And Sarah did, without a trace of embarrassment, or trying to hide anything. There, right in front of us, she showed us her pussy lips, right between her legs. The barman, the bastard, even squatted down right behind her to get a better look. ‘Ah, that’s great’ he said ‘I was going to suggest you made sure your pussy lips were well shaved, but you already are.. “No, not at all.” Kumar replied.“I have a wedding to attend, was thinking if you can take some nice pictures.”“Sure, I would like to.”“There is one problem though. It’s tomorrow morning and I think you will be at work.” she replied.“Tomorrow? that is perfect because tomorrow I have been asked to do the night shift. I would be at home all day”, Kumar lied.“Nice, I will message you tomorrow.”Kumar found it hard to sleep that night. Tomorrow he would be alone with a beautiful woman in her. ‘Working out tactics for tomorrow?’ Cherie remained bright and undaunted despite his poor response. ‘No.’ ‘Ah.’ A slight pause. ‘All alone?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Mind if I join you?’ ‘This is not a good time.’ Cherie was losing her confidence. ‘Before a match, you mean.’ ‘If you like.’ He still didn’t look at her. She gave up. ‘Nice talking to you.’ ‘Yeh.’ Her progress back to her friends was slower and more dejected. ‘Brush off, eh?’ Beverley was grinning. ‘He seemed more interested in his glass than me.’.