"I like it very much." Ummm, yeah, I guess I like it a lot too." Back home, the grandmas all say jacking off is terrible and will make horrible things...happen, but I have done it many times, and nothing terrible has happened to me. Look at me now! I'm in America, and I have a new friend. Boyfriend, even! She grinned at him." We need to talk about that. You can't keep telling people I'm your boyfriend." Why not?" Because people will think we kiss and stuff." So if I call you my boyfriend, I have. No emotions just a one-way satisfaction.” I wanted to fuck her hard. But I kept my desires and feelings under control as you never know how things can change.I did not want to miss such an opportunity. Her dress was very sexy. The Kajol-Madhuri type of late 90s dress. You know the single piece costume. A deep neck. Bare open arms. Just up to the knees. It’s easy, lovely and sexy without getting too exposed.I released her from my hold and she moved little back. I told her, “Sneha. I don’t know.. One weekend I was chosen to pleasure the guys in the bedroom, so I stripped off and went into the bedroom where I was 'Hog-Tied' to a table top, then blind-folded, thereby, I never knew who was who, the ultimate submissive, so I lay and let each stranger have his fun, without even a murmur, it was all about giving pleasure.The eighth guy in, spent a lot of time touching me, kissing and licking, before finally mounting me and cumming inside my pussy.He got off and left and I made a mental note. " I'm from California, so I don't know," I said coldly."Sorry! It's those expensive ones they just built about a year ago out of the warehouse section of the city! It made all the newspapers. Anyway, I got my apartment really early since I'm a good friend with one of the developers, so the price was more than okay when I bought it. Now that place cost more than 6 million on the market, not that I wanted to sell it. It's on a great location for anything. Also, living on the penthouse apartment.