His lips, no it’s not his lips, it’s his tongue. He licks the centre of his lips now and again. A lizard-like lick. There, he did it again.Main co...rses arrive and you are still happily chatting. He’s married. What! But the subject passes quickly, no pictures of children, wife, grandparents, just a statement so you know.You are sharing your travels, your like for cooking, your anger at current politics, his eyes…. And another flick of that tongueThe plates are cleared.“Where are you staying?”. We turned around to see a person in his late twenties. Even Asif reciprocated, it was Bharath. Asif’s very old buddy.Both of them greeted each other and hugged and then Asif introduced me to him. We shook hands and we were chatting. Asif asked Bharath to join us. I did not like the ideaI had come out leaving my family just to be with Asif and he is inviting one of his friends to join my birthday lunch.Then after the lunch was over we did not know what to do as we had no place to go.Asif’s. Well her and sis hung out all day in the house doing whatever females do, and I was out riding bikes with my friend Joe till dinner time at 6, so of course we had pizza delivered and of course Cindy had to have pepperoni which I hate and Pepsi instead of coke, egad I hated her, she was ok looking but not very good tits and had an average looking face, so I never really thought about sex around her I guess because before Mom was teaching me I didn’t really know about it. Well finally mom comes. The chancethat she would have her replacement model was looking ever more likely.Getting into the car they drove off to their lake side house. It was oneof the perks of the modelling agency Beatrice ran. Technically the housewas company property, a shooting studio with nice settings to shoot allaround. That had never stopped them from spending vacations there though.Those vacations had always been memorable unlike for Keira who had doneshoots there rather often it was nothing but a vacation.