Coming straight to the story that I’m about to narrate. We were living then in a small 1BHK flat in Mulund, Mumbai. This was a flat on the top floor...and there were 4 flats to each floor. 2 of the flats, on the opposite side, were occupied by elderly families who were retired. The 3rd flat was unoccupied for a while and then one day a young man, around my age came to stay as a tenant there.The elderly couples used to treat me like their daughter and they used to drop in every now and then or. I glanced at our intertwined fingers and felt the warmth that his hands brought to me. I remembered his hugs, his laugh, his smile. The sparkle in his eye when he looks at me. I loved seeing it there, and I loved causing it. He said he could fall in love with me. I think I could fall in love with him, too. I was already halfway there. I took a deep breath and looked back up at him, and was met with is anxious and waiting gaze. Yes, It came out as a whisper. His eyes brightened slightly. Yes?. Two coats of white scratch repair paint to the bottom of the bath. Hours later she had caught a glimpse of her own reflection and realised how much paint had ended up on her face and neck and decided a good wash was required before she settled down for the evening in the otherwise empty house. Checking that the bath wasn't still wet at all she filled it and lowered herself in, thoroughly washing herself and ensuring in the mirror nearby that the paint was gone. Then, before washing her hair,. “Milena told us you asked, and then when Clarissa came to talk to us and was really nervous, it dawned on me why you asked. Glenda is perfect for her. We’re a bit too wild for a virgin!”“I think he’s getting that idea,” Jennifer laughed. “Think he could handle us?”“With this thing,” Laurie whispered, running a finger along my erection, “I’m sure he could!”“Know what we want to do with you, Mike?” Jennifer asked.“I, uhm, have a pretty good idea,” I said, barely maintaining control.“After you.