In that conversion she touch me some time.After some time she asked me my phone no. Said bye then go back to her room. I see this as a chance to make...my fantasies come true. I take 2 more shots to get courage and flowed her to her room. I peek through the hole and I was out of my breath. She was changing her clothes I waited a little until she was in her bra and panty.I knock the door and when she open the door she was wearing a towel(may be coz she was in bra and panty only). I tell her I. Ek din mujhe bhi isa hui story likh ne ki to mere sath jo kal hua uske bare me likh ti hu.Mera ek bf hai uski dukan hai kapdo ki vo sabhi p=prakar ke kapade rakhta hai jaise lengas, saree, saklwar, lingerie . Me uski dukan me kai bar chudi hu.Ab usi din ke bare me bata ti hu pahale subah ke 9 baje hoge uska phone aya. Dukan vale ka nam to bata na bhul gayi uska nam sanjay hai vo 25 ka hai dukan uske papa chalate hai lekin jyada tar vo bahar hi rahte hai ab to vo hi dukan me hota hai. Uske lund. I knew you could be my friend as well as lover. There was actually an even better match on yet another world - over ninety-eight and a half percent compatibility - but she would have been terrible to me. You and I are eighty-eight percent compatible, she was under thirty.”I really wasn’t sure what to think of any of this. I mean come on, cross-dimensional ‘spells of knowing’? Ninety-seven percent personality compatibility - eighty-eight percent with a woman? hell even dragons being mentioned. He squeezed my tits, which felt very real. Janet then came over as I was dancing and suggested that I reach my hand in the guy’s shorts and stroke his cock while we dance. I said no way and she reminded me that I was her slave. I complied by reaching in his shorts and stroked him while we danced. All the girls were laughing and everyone on the dance floor knew what we were doing as he kissed me. I wasn't ready to be kissed by a guy and almost vomited. I decided I better enjoy it because I don't.