(((He always called me Babe even when we were around others))) I can’t take it anymore seeing you so sad. Let me help you. Let me show you what real...passion is about.” He ran his thumb along my lip softly then reaching gently behind me he pulled me toward him and his lips descended. Slowly at first knowing that if he went too quickly things would turn against his purpose. Several moments of lightly kissing me was enough. He then prodded my lips with his tongue until I opened to him. He gently. He held my hair down and I stumbled, crawling after him, holding his wrist and pleading with him, trying to get to my feet. When I realised he was dragging me back to 'the study' a rush of bizarre pleasure enveloped me. What fun this was going to be. As I dragged Dominique up the hallway, I looked down at her hands wrapped around my wrist. My fist was full of her lustrous black hair, and I almost laughed out loud. I couldn't get mad at her speech. She was trying hard. But she had surprised me.. I:kaisa hai bhaiM: mai aacha hu bahiya ! Aap kaise hoI: mai badhiya ….Kaha ja raha hai (qki maine oose auto se jate huye dekha tha)M: bas bhaiya abhi borivali pohacha hu.. Autose ghar ja rahha huMai ekdam shocked hua ke isake aise q kaha ye to abhi kurla me tha .. Kurla me hone ki baat q chupayi. Maine jada saval kiye bina conversation khatam kiya.Next week mai ek interview ke liye ek compony me vikhroli gaya tha ,tabhi same compony me muje vohi lady dikhayi di. To maine mayur ko call kiya ye. Till writing this story I virgin and actually s and m not shame full of that nor am I proud of the same.Ok back to story then she use to say arrange a place and we will have fun and all those stuff and i was always like yes m trying and all those things but one day i thought that this is the time to stop it and when she asked lets meet and i was up for it. Till now i have never met her so i didn’t told her about appearance.It was 4 in the evening and i picked her from her office on my bike. She.