I was quite foolish wasn't I?' Saira giggled.'Maybe, maybe not, ' Nusrat said, 'tell me how did all this start with Sahebji?''I don't know myself. Sud...enly, I found myself in love with him and bang I lost my cherry, ' Saira said.'There must be something in the air here, ' Nusrat said.'There is love in the air, my dears, love in the air, ' I laughed.'Okay, what did you mean by enjoy as long as you can, ' Saira asked.'I meant that as long as we are in Khatmandu let's enjoy as much as we can. Fuck. She said, "Shirley said I have to wear a helmet, so the net will keep it in place better. I even brought my sunglasses."I got her comfortable and we rode out through the business park then out on highway 41, heading north. We rode past highway 54 all the way up to 52 where we got off the highway to get gas. After filling up, I asked Betty how the ride was. She said, "Wonderful. It is so comfortable back here. Not like I remember it from years ago. I am tired this afternoon, though. We should go. Since I'm having a caesarean, you know, because of the twins, the doctor says I need to stimulate my own milk production - because the pups won't get 'turned on' normally like they would if I actually went through labor." So, what's the problem?" Janice asked."Oh, the pump doesn't make a good seal, and nothing's happening. The doctor said I should get the father to do it," she added, with a laugh, "that most guys would just love to help out. But of course I couldn't tell him that was. . and down below. There, deep inside, I throbbed. Icould feel the thrump of every heartbeat, the warm, wet yearning waxingwith each beat. On my skin, every breeze, every shift of hair, everytickle was electric. Stumbling against a table, I gasped for air."It's the PT-141!" some distant part of my mind screamed. "It's notreal!"I didn't care. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Nothing but thethrobbing, the yearning, the toe-curling electric zaps running--"Miss?" demanded a voice, apparently.