He didn’t so much look up at me as peer through his ridiculously thick eyelashes. ‘Language Van,’ he said with a lazy smile. I jabbed a finger ...nto his chest. ‘We are beyond formalities Charlie,’ I said, my voice full of anger and frustration. ‘I haven’t worked this hard to get to today just to have you show up and ruin it for me like you’ve done everything else.’ Drawing in a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Charlie stood and stretched his arms over his head. ‘Look Van,’ he said mildly.. While we waited for our drinks, our table was approached by a young fellow selling bouquet of roses. He introduced himself as Joe, singing a cool a cappella rendition of "Can't Help Falling in Love."Oddly, he kept singing and hanging around our table, obviously attracted by the sideways generosity of the dress.We were flattered, but his pushiness began to annoy the other patrons. To the point that, at the insistence of a customer, maybe a little too jealous, a waiter told him he had to leave.. I also thank to iss writers who gave me format to write story (by reading their stories) so i can put my thoughts in typical masturbation ready content :)This story goes back in 18 years back in time. That mean I was 17 years old and just passed my plus two and enjoying vacation. One day my bhabhi – name is not important what u say my male friends?? :) Coming to her figure she is fair, tall as 5.3 and tits and figure would be 34-5, 29-30, 35-36 at that time not sure it should be like that. One. He was unable to stand properly but that was the game. I returned with a bowl of salt which I used to boost his pain by rubbing on all over his ass. He had tears from the pain."I will leave you here to gather yourself for one another bowl rub after an hour"I rubbed my ass on his cage, teasing him to more pain while kissing his lips. I left for the kitchen made the lunch and had it and returned again with a bowl of salt. I gave Tushar one sensual salty ass rub on all of his red lines he was.