I certainly had not had any time to find and rent a costume.When my office matters abruptly cleared up, and I could see that I could catch a plane out...that afternoon, I tried to call Jen at the office. The receptionist seemed surprised to hear from me, but told me that Jen and Julie were out at an open-house walk through of a brand new designer home.That surprised me, as I didn't know that Jen and Julie were going out that day."Who is the builder?" I asked almost as a throw away question."Oh,. I'm not a whore." She petted him for a while. "My second man..." Megan?" Alvaro whispered, his eyes openly pleading with her."No, it's okay Alvaro. I want to tell you. This one you should know about. Mansur was a fellow grad student from Saudi Arabia majoring in business administration. He was older than I was, about ten years my senior. We dated casually for almost a year. And then things got serious. I started wearing headscarves, started to learn his culture. We made love with each other.. I couldn’t believe I was being so bold.. to be going with someone I didn’t even know.. and the other things I was thinking… well … I should have been ashamed. Once outside the store he said it’s such a lovely night why don’t we walk.. it’s not far. A walk on the starry night with him… I had to be dreaming, hurry pinch yourself… ‘ Ouch ‘ It’s real …I’m here with him. He took my arm as we walked… I had a hundred things I wanted to ask him.. but at that moment I just wanted to be there.. with him.. Then I started the movie hate story 3 which is a thriller but have romantic scenes as well. My laptop’s speaker was not working properly so I connected earphones and we started to watch movie sharing one earphone. She came closer to me and I was horny. Instead of watching a movie I was watching her boobs which was touching my hand. She noticed two or three times but ignored. At a romantic scene, I tried to touch her hand. My hand was on her hand and she wasn’t telling anything. I took one step.