I wanted the evening and the place to be memorable.The ladies were resplendent in cocktail dresses, and the men wore suits and ties. Owen's tie was a ...olo. The conversation revolved around the shopping spree, the spa experience, and the trip to the Arabian horse farm. The food was delicious. The wines were exceptionable and complimented the food. A string quartet played soft classical music in a corner of the suite. It was conspicuous consumption at its finest.Then the moment arrived.I pulled. ”I lost it and tried turning away so she wouldn’t see me bawling.She pulled my head back to hers, “I’ll bet Bian wouldn’t have blamed you. Even if you HAD been there, yes, maybe you might have stopped them or scared them off. But, who’s to say they wouldn’t have come back another time and done the same thing? Hmmm? You had a job to do and Bian knew that.”“But I LOVED HER! SHE WAS TOO YOUNG TO DIE LIKE THAT!”I sank to the bed with my head in my hands and wept. Sarah sat down next to me with her. Never getting her boobs away from my chest, i got down on her first and lay on her top. since we were sitting on edge, we tried to slide more into couch. feeling that time of holding her in arms and her boobs next to me was amazing.still this time she had not noticed my bulge. but now she was about to. as we lay fully on couch with me on top. she got the idea something hitting her on most private area, though in her sari.i just smiled and said, i am sorry but u are so good looking, that its not. . Again I went to her house and spoke to her and apologized. Even she accepted my apology but she was not normal with me as earlier she used to speak very less with me. But I did not drop my confidence I keep on trying.But surprisingly one day she only asked about porn videos..Hearing this from her made me so happy and I sent some of the best porn collection which I had and came back to home.The very next day I went to her house and asked about the experience..She was very happy and eager to.