"As your changed out of your clothes and put on your pajamas, youthought, "She can stop me from talking to him tonight, but she can'tstop me from thin...ing about him."Then you changed the way you were thinking. "I'll be good," youthought. "If I'm real good, I'll see if I can get her to change thetime my devices go off until midnight." (You refused to call this yourbedtime.) "But I have to be good."You got into bed and went to sleep. You dreamed of Matt naturally.In the morning you woke up. I saw the car and I went near the car and opened the door. Omg, what I saw was an angel and I was spellbound. I sat next to her. She was in a red saree. Long hair, fair and a bindi on the forehead. She looked like a typical Indian woman. I sat quiet and she started driving. Both were quiet. She then told you to look good and your beard looks good. I just gave her a smile. Then I complimented her telling that she looks really pretty. We went to a villa near hoskote. By the time we reached her. I was shy but determined to introduce myself.To my surprise, Mia accepted me into her very large circle right away. Casual chats in the hall and a shared class lead to study sessions, group hangouts and invitations to social events. As the snow melted we found ourselves spending every day together. Mia would often nap in my bed, stripping down to panties and one of my goofy t-shirts. I would admire her perfect legs and feet when I thought she wasn't looking. Mia somehow always knew what I was. I followed him vicariously while he rode wave after wave of pleasure as her mouth and tongue brought him almost to the edge and then softly drew him back. And then as if there was some sort of telepathic signal between them, she raised her head at the same instant he reached down to draw her up to him. She climbed on top of him, he reached behind her and took his erect penis in his hand. He rubbed the head of it gently against her vagina, I saw her shiver a little, and Bob and I both knew she.