.I don’t know what to say. It’s good to see you,” Roxy managed.“Fuck this, I’m leaving.” I couldn’t stand to look at her. I hadn’t ...ven seen her since the night she got drunk and passed out with her phone in hand. I came in to tuck her in and plug in her phone, saw the texts from the producer, left her a note, and never talked to her again. “Please, Jake! Wait a minute. There is no way this is just a coincidence. I’ve never forgiven myself for what I did. Please, let’s just talk.”I stood. .. darn... (she wanted to say 'damn'), brush for my hair or any other grooming items. I'm wearing a dress that I have worn for several days and it probably stinks. You have totally uprooted my life and I have no idea what you have planned for me in the future. So don't try to be bright and bubbly. I have a lot of questions and I want some serious answers." This was the most Sam had said in one sentence since she had met Amy and it was definitely the most forceful she had been.Amy was not to be. Without pausing, I lean forward and can just about reach my drink. As I take a few sips I smile at you and tell you that enjoying a Bacardi and Coke whilst sitting astride my lover is something I’ve always wanted to do. I replace the glass and continue to make love to you then in an instant, I get off you and press myself up against the seat of the chesterfield. I lay my chest on the seat cushion and turn my head to one side with my arms spread wide. I present you with the vision of my rear. She was wearing a pink color saree. Her cleavage was clearly visible to me. I was awestruck at the sight of her beauty. Her half boobs were peeping out of her blouse. I decided to play with her. I slept beside her and acted as if I was sleeping. As it was wedding, home people were roaming around. So I closed the door and slept again. I kept my hands on her cleavage. Her heart beat made me mad. I slowly started to press them. But I was scared because someone may enter the room or she may wake.