Did you like what you saw?’‘Oh, my name is Joan, by the way, what’s yours? He said Paul and shyly admitted he did like what he saw. With further...questioning he told her that he preferred older ladies as they seemed to be down to earth and he liked them because they were mumsy and he had always had sexual fantasies about his mother which he knew was wrong but would not go away.Seeing how this could play out, Joan got up and moved to sit beside him.‘Paul, you must stop that. It is natural for. "You're cool with watching her go down on me after I win the next game?" Hell yeah I'm cool with it -- but you're not going to win." And you're cool with that too, with the idea of me going down on you?" I asked, a little incredulously."Hey, I figure if I close my eyes you might as well be Emma Watson. And I'm cool with anything that turns her on." But not enough to be the suck-ER instead of the suck-EE," I said, and instantly regretted it. I shouldn't have made him look bad in front of his. She didn’t want to invite anyone else. So it was only two of us in my apartment. So we started the party. We got a little drunk and shared some stories. Then Shilpa said, “Chal let’s play ‘Truth and dare’.” I obliged and we started the game. At first, it was all silly questions. But I always took the truth.So Shilpa made questions harder. Shilpa asked me in truth, “Tune kabhi mere bare me imagine kia hai?” and started giggling. I was drunk and took my chance. I told her that I had imagined her. With a groan of dismay she pushed herself up onto her elbow. 7am. Damn. Time to get up.The eighteen year old brunette pushed herself upright so that her legs dangled over the side of the bed. Wearily she rubbed at her eyes. For some reason she hadn't been sleeping well, and she knew that lack of sleep always did weird things to her memory. She made an early morning vow to be extra vigilant today.She stood up. At 5'7 she was of average height, although her body was curvacious; not quite chubby,.