Patel were to speak about this to her hubby or anyone else we were in deep shit. I stayed home the whole of next day. Asiya called me up and asked me...if things were okay and I mumbled a soft yes. Next day I was still holed up at home when I realised there was no point in hiding and decided to go down. The minute I came down my eyes went straight towards Mrs. Patel’s balcony, I didn’t see anyone there I was kind of relieved. I saw a few of my friends sitting around and went and joined. I turned and wrote in my notebook and glanced down at the young man in the seat. He did not offer his seat to a woman that had boarded as he had plenty of opportunity but instead he remained seated twitching his leg and moving around in the seat. I watched him adjust himself again and he seemed to have quite a mass to grab. I felt my vaginal entrance begin a slow warmth, then a slight burn and then it subsided. I took a deep breath as if relieved but felt the liquid collecting upon my lips. I. I was greeted outside the surprising small"parlor" it was basically a small studio/office space (around 350 sq/ft was my best guess) and looked over suspiciously by an middle aged slender asian women. She then invited me into the somewhat cramped parlor which was dimly lit. This was my first madssage ever but it seemed pretty standard. I was told to disrobe while she took my money into another room.She then returned and administered the full body massage she was gentle and didn't shy away from. "I'd probably fuck half the girls at school if I could. It's what it means to be a guy but I'm not looking for more girlfriends. I love you all and I don't think I could handle anyone else." But you're willing to try," said Lindsay."I didn't say that. I am wondering why we are talking when we could be at Gabriella's fucking."And so postponed my trial on the serious offense of looking at the three naked girls I wasn't fucking. After the four achieved orgasms, I do believe I was acquitted.We.