I pretended sick and did not go. The telephone was dead. I had no way of contacting, Babulal, my darling tailor that he was. I waited impatiently till...6PM and could not wait any more. I left the house with an umbrella and went to Hanuman Chowk in Mulund where he had his shop. The shop was closed. I was fuming with anger and lust. I came back in an auto. I switched the geyser and took hot water bath. Then I was about to prepare coffee, at around 7.30 PM when the bell rang. It was still raining. "Don't you?"She cried out, "Ahh!" then hung her head. She knew she had no choice anyway. "Yes," she whispered."'Yes'...what?"She began sobbing anew. "Y-yes, I d-deserve to have your..." she hesitated, then forced herself to speak the nasty word, "...c-c-cock...oh, oh god...up...up my..." She hesitated again then blurted out, "...my ass!" and continued to cry.I stepped in front of her. She raised her head and watched as I unfastened and unzipped my pants and stepped out of them, followed by my. “Sometimes I admit that I don’t like you much honey, but I always love you,” I said.“I know and I feel the same,” she said. “When I need it, I can always count on you to say bullshit.” She kiss me on the cheek quickly.I kept that memory fresh during the drive home in the holiday traffic. I even felt it over the pain of my aching hip.The first thing I did when I got home was to fill up on Tylenol Aleve and Tramadol. At least there generic equivalents. I added a Benadryl just to make me drowsy,. Her very shapely breasts seemed to hold everyone’s gaze the longest as they looked just so round and tight and pointy and sexy and youthful ... all at the same time.As Jessie stood there Bjorn stepped forward again and let his hands run all over her breasts like they had over Sonika’s and Polly’s. Then he let those hands run all down Jessie’s back and over her soft, round butt cheeks and said, “You girls are just so beautiful. You three look just so great in the nude. I had no idea girls could.