She’d even begun to watch my reaction as she flirted with other men, I could tell. Then she’d ask subtle things to suss me out afterward, I could ...ell, to see what effect it had had on me.I soon also discovered she wasn’t as genuine to me as she pretended, and the shock of discovering her slatings of me behind my back turned my world upside down. I was torn to bits by it; and it caused such intense emotional turmoil for me I went on antidepressants. Perhaps, I’ve since wondered, was she a. She said we'd just have to experiment."Which panty and bra set did you select to fashion for me?" Ms. Johnsonasked.I pointed to a pretty lacy pink set I selected and set to the side ofthe sewing machine. Ms. Johnson took the mint green leotard and tutu andasked me to follow her to her room. I grabbed the panty and bra set aswe walked out of the dance room. Her room was just ultra feminine, witha light floral print pink and yellow and white bedspread. A very talllingerie chest with drawers. Vo road ke corner pe jaha cars aur bike park karte he, vo vaha khadi ho gai. Usne meri smile notice ki thi.Ek second ke like hamara eye contact hua. Usne make up kiya tha aur uske gore rang ki vajhe se uska chehra shine kar raha tha. Dikhne me vo bohot cute he aur uski age mujhe 28 – 30 lagi par badme pata chala ki uski age 35 he auro curvy body nahi he uski but uski aakho me mujhe ek aajib chij dikhi aur uski chahre par ek anokhi smile thi. Vo chehra, khas karke uski aakhe aur uski anokhi. We walked to the counter and ordered small strawberry drinks and went to choose seats. I chose a pink chair near the back of the store while she sat daintily in the orange one beside me. “I love strawberries in any form,” I said, sipping through a colorful straw. She laughed. “Same. It’s a bit of an addiction.” I joined her in a laughing fit. We drank slowly, taking our time before we left. We had killed an hour, although the night still seemed young. “Hey.