She recognized me immediately and sat behind me on the bike. I said, “Darling do you want to go on a long ride?” She said, “I would love to. But...not now. Take us to a café where we can comfortably sit and talk.” We reached the café in 15 minutes. We gave our order and sat comfortably talking to each other.Trupti: What is your age? What do you do?Me: I am 20 years old and I am studying engineering. What do you do?Trupti: I am a house wife. I am 30 years old. I get bored sitting at home whole day. She looked up at me, and my flagpole dick and laughed. "You really get into this don't you? Get fucked often?"I admitted "Not at all. My right hand is my lover. My left hand is when I want sex with a stranger. I'm a willing addict to computer porn but I've never seen a live show, like tonight. This is a treat. Porn on their TV, they're fucking and you're jilling yourself while I jerk off. Yippee!"Next door, the action had moved on. A third woman, quite heavy with big hanging breasts had. You know Elle, it wasa lot of fun." he smirked a little bit. "You do have a pretty rockin'body."I charged towards him, my hand outstretched to slap him on the face, butI stumbled in the heels he'd put me in, and he managed to dodge out ofthe way."Hey, hey, take it easy, Elle! Don't chip a nail - I spent a lot of timegetting those right today!" I growled and dived at him again, this timemanaging to tackle him to the floor, where I landed on top of him with agrunt. I punched him, but it didn't. He wanted to know about my inventory and scheduling programs and gave me props for doing that on my own in a short time span.Sam was quiet, but she too was knowledgeable. I had a hard time figuring out what to expect from her. It was like playing poker. I didn’t get much information from her. She was originally from Reno, while Ben was a native San Franciscan. I did gather that they both had fairly extensive field experience, so this wasn’t a first install for them.We finished up the tour and.