I was enjoying myself.I asked her to bring me a glass of water. She started dressing herself, I gave her another slap across her face.“Tum jaise log...n ko kapde ki koi zaroorat nahin hai. (People like you do not need clothes.)”She looked at me, but immediately lowered her eyes and left the room. I inspected her clothes. I could see her white cotton panties. They were the large ones. And her cheap cotton bras. Soon she returned with a glass of water in her hand. I took it and splashed the water. I knew he was married so I was letting a married man fuck me. I liked him and the way he did it with me so I overlooked the fact he had a wife and a baby. He and I would fuck a couple of times a week, it was good fun. Then after a couple of months, he got bored with me and found another girl with bigger tits. I missed him and what we did for a while.”“Typical man,” I commented.“Since then, I have been a little more selective and done it with some and not with others. I didn’t go back to the. “You really are a beautiful girl,” I said, when the kiss ended. “I’m such a lucky guy.”Jasmin smiled with pleasure. We kissed. Slowly, ever so slowly, our kisses grew in intimacy, Jasmin gaining confidence as she shed her fear, her tongue more active, the kiss intensifying.I tracked her comfort though her body, using it as a guide for when to urge forward, when to ease off. I used her body to judge when to caress her side and, as my hand gently palmed her breast over her camisole, Jasmin. She was greatly surprised to findher pad well saturated with what appeared to be menstrual flow, and washappy that she decided to check. The administrator chided her as notbeing very time conscience, considering she was obviously in her heavyflow cycle. She also said that this is something women have to worryabout half their life, and Kathy better be more observant or even hermenstrual panties will not contain the mess! After her change, she wasallowed to wrap up and dispose of both pads.