OK, this was a message. At least I was pretty sure it was a message but, not being a person with an over-abundance of self-confidence, I had to be sur.... I turned my head, burying my nose in her hair and whispered, "Are you awake, Amie?" She nodded her head twice. My breathing began to feel kind of restricted."Um, do you want to do something or just lay here like this?" The logistics of 'doing something' on a bus full of passengers hadn't even begun to sink in. The honest truth was that I had. Phufa ji ne kafi manane ki koshish ki par wo nahi mani aur sone ka natak karne lagi mei bhi unke pas hi alag bistar par soti thi so mujhe sab kuch saaf dikhai de raha tha aur mera pehli baar aisa anubhaw tha to mujhe kafi maza aa raha tha light off yhi phir bhi kamre mei halki roshni tg kuch dikh raha tha to jab bua ji nahi mani ab phufa jii unhe pyaar kerne lage umke hothon ko kiss karne lage aur wo apne aapko churane koshish karneLagi phir phoofa ji unke upar baith gaye aur unke lips ko jor. I wouldn't do anything so obviously fake, but there are many ways the same lesson could be imparted in a far more believable manner. Ambassadors of the Galactic Council could, after their fact-finding tour - during which they will have uncovered horrendous examples of massive government immorality in many countries - sadly tell the United Nations that Earth-people are too uncivilized to join the Galactic Federation. They'll suggest, "We'll stop by in another thousand years to check. You can. He was on me and in me with hardly a kiss. That evening, I think we tried the entire Kama Sutra. It was good I practiced yoga. Our twenty-two year old libidos were operating in overdrive. I found his recovery time to be remarkable, making it almost nonstop sex. I was never one to be a demure, quiet lover. By the time we were done, I was sure the whole dorm was well aware of what we were doing, and we did it a lot. My roommate peeked her head in briefly, smiled at me and left. It wouldn’t have.