"Thank you. But in reality, I read ... a lot. Always have. And I guess I just picked things up as I read. Plus, I always have my thesaurus handy when ... need a word. I use a lot of tools when I write. I like my stories to be as real and authentic as I can make them. So I do some research before I write and while I am working on the story," I explained."Well, they are very good. You are one of the best writers on Lush. I love all your stories," she said.By now we had both finished our coffees.. .Can I touch you...you know, down there?"She doesn't respond, just keeps her eyes closed and her chest out. Her nipples were so hard now. It was obvious that she was enjoying this. I risked touching her smooth little tanned belly. She only tightened her stomach muscles under my touch but does nothing to stop me. I run my fingers down to the top of her little monkey panties. Still no move to stop me and I swear I feel her thrust out her hips slightly. Me? I’m leaving a trail of juices all across. I entered the small kitchen to find Sapna at the edge of the washing basin washing the vessels inside. I asked her “kya hua…”Sapna turned her head and asked me “saheb, aapki coffee cup de dijiye, usse dho deti hoon”. As she said this, she looked down at my crotch searchingly. My erection was again clearly visible, so i turned and went to get my cup from the living room sofa near the TV. On my getting it to the kitchen, i said “ye lo”, to which she replied…”saheb, yahin de dijiye…” and i thus. I waited two months and heard nothing from Jolene about her retirement date so I asked her. BIG mistake. Jolene looked at me and said, "I told you two months ago why I couldn't quit now and nothing has changed." We spent another unpleasant weekend.Monday evening when Jolene got home I told her I had made plans for my first trip. I also told her it wasn't too late for her to decide to come with me. This was in February and I was to leave the first of April. I was planning to be gone for about 5.