I didn’t want any mess in my room so turned the kid around so that her could walk back to her mother. A little later I heard Sulekha’s v...ice close to my door, she was enquiring with the kid in her arms how was work. I stood up and walked closed to her and made funny faces to the kid in her arm. This way I had a chance to touch Sulekha and her mother in law would not even notice. My finger tips were brushing against the skin of her arms. She acted normal. I got bold. My hands were very close. The rest of them suddenly seemed to develop a singular purpose, as instead of just slithering all over me, I could now feel them start suckling on me. Every inch of flesh felt like it had a worm attached, each sucking gently, but they continued moving about, so they never sucked on one place for too long. Except of course, for the ones who had found my nipples, and the one at my clit. They all stayed attached right where they were, and they were doing more than sucking. I couldn't for the life. It was in a glass vase on a picnic blanket. "Look down," James told him. He did. 'I love you, Allan,' was spelled in pebbles at their feet. "It's true," James said. He was suddenly shy. He feared that he'd be rejected by his friend. Allan looked at him and kissed his cheek. James caught Allan's face as he tried to turn back. He cupped both cheeks and kissed him. It was tender, but soft, it was the kiss that Allan had always imagined when he thought about James. "I love you, too, James," he said. It was pretty much just as lame as the pub, I quickly downed my drink and left to visit this new Havana bar. Now this was more like it, music was good, atmosphere was good, booze was cheap and there were a lot of horny young men. However I wouldn’t be on the prowl just yet, I was going to wait until Friday before I chose the man to finally douse my needs. Each night of the week, I kept returning and eyeing up the guys who I thought might be single and available. I started to pick up on faces.