Chapter 2 - The next dayI hadn't stopped thinking about what had happened the previous day withJoanne. What if I had took her up on her offer and tri...d the dress on?That was a simple enough question to answer, she would have eitherlaughed out loud at me then and told everyone I know, or she would havegotten me all dressed up, built up my confidence telling me how good Ilooked, and then tell everyone I know. She was a friend but she could bea right nasty little cow at the same time.I tried not. In the beginning, to be honest, my heart was pounding as it was my first Bangladeshi woman and being with her inside the hotel room made me shake with excitement. Her dress made my cock so hard I wanted to touch her body so desperately. I took out my camera and asked her if I could take a video and she said: "ok but no face!". I agreed and I went towards the door and knelt on my knees, facing her and asked her to walk towards me. She had a tight blue hijab, reaching to her ankles and her face. "Didn't your mom ever have 'The Talk' with you'?" Oh stop it, that's not what I meant." Well then Jaclyn, exactly what is your problem?"Jaclyn looked embarrassed and hesitated, so Courtney put her arms around her."You're just a little bit afraid aren't you? Afraid you won't please him? Is that it?" Yes, I really want this to work; I've probably been in love with him for years. But I'm not very experienced with men. I'm not a virgin, but pretty damn close, and none of the affairs were long. “Yea, it is going to be hard to concentrate on English with a hard-on. Especially if she wears one of her skirts that show off her beautiful sexy legs,” Austin remarked.“I just might accidently come over one day,” Jimmy said.“Fuck! You know I am grounded and not allowed to have company until I bring my English grade up,” Austin reminded Jimmy.“Damn it,” Jimmy replied.The first couple of tutoring sessions went well. They lasted around four or five hours with a thirty-minute break. On the third.