We hadn't spoken about what had happened and he seemed a little more coy than usual when he left. I wondered if he had regrets, we were pretty stoned ...fter all. Had it just been a quick fumble in the heat of moment? If it had would he have stayed? If it was a one off would it affect our friendship? I couldn't just sit inside obsessing about it so I grabbed my bike from the garage and headed for the woods a short distance from the small village I called home. There was no place I'd rather be on. In such a world pornstars are as elevated as rock-stars, or often the same people. Skimpier and skimpier clothing is seen as the height of fashion. While underwear as something only children wore. Cam-wielding sluts are worshipped by the young as they build up their ‘Cum-gulp-counters’, while the older generations confusedly grumble that, in their day, a celebrated cocksucker would put a bit more time and dignity into her work. Civilisation itself provides for and promotes as much debauchery. My mom told me that Sneha is working at a very high post in a very well known firm so I should go and talk to her regarding the articleship. I went to her house and rang the door bell. Sneha opened the door, seeing her my jaws fell to the ground. She was wearing a transparent saree with low cut blouse and also she wore that saree very much below her navel. I could easily see her cleavage and navel which made my dick really erect . Sneha-Rohit what are u looking at??(Naughtily smiling)ME-nothing. I showed off for him and could tell he really liked it i went in and put on some 6 inch heels to make my 51 frame a little taller and asked if that was good enough for him. smiling at me he agreed and told me he has another surprise and we needed to take a ride for it. curiously i agreed and off we went. it was a hot day in Louisville Kentucky ,where we lived at the time, and we drove that night all the way downtown to the seedier part of downtown next to where Churchill Downs the horse racing.