She was easy to reach since she was sleeping on my chest, and when I stopped and she caught her breath after the laughing, we were all awake."That was...mean Daddy," she said, though she didn't really sound like she was telling the truth."I'm so sorry, but I love to hear you laugh. From now on I'll try to make sure you are already awake before I start tickling you." Why don't you just promise not to tickle me ever again?" she asked."Because tickling you is too much fun to stop completely." You. “The convent, are you religious?”“I don’t know. I want to be, but I have thoughts and feelings that make it hard for me.”“What do you mean your thoughts and feelings make it hard?” She hesitated, looking into my eyes. She bit her lower lip and just as she was about to speak, Paul brought out two glasses, removed our other glasses and put the big bottle of white wine on the table and said, “Enjoy!”I looked up at him, aware that he wanted me to spend money and have a good time. We were already. Then one day they both called me for dinner at there house.I went at there house and was hoping that now I will get to drill both him and his wife together.His wife is average looking fair lady with nice curves.Her boobs were average but with great huge ass.Her figure is about 28-24-32.So to the dinner again.They were having nice well furnished house, he was working in IT industry.So she opened the door and she was looking damn hot in her sleveless blouse saree,I complemented her on her looks. But again, I didn’t dare question it as I didn’t want to risk it ending. The sex with Joe was the one part of my life that was perfect. Those stolen moments in empty classrooms, store cupboards and toilets were what I lived for. As a counterpoint to those wonderfully intense moments of guilt ridden passion, I had started something else. I was taking a life drawing class. My interest in art had been lost somewhere along the way; sacrificed on the altar of being the best girlfriend I could be..