So the day came when I was alone in my home and I invited her.She came to my home wearing a beautiful salwar kameez. Her hair was in a loose braid. I ...nvited her in, we had some little chat shared coffee. I started giving her tour of my house as it was her first time. I was walking behind her, my eyes on the treasure. It was in the kitchen when I gently held her hips from behind, made her closer to me and planted a sweet kiss on her neck. she reciprocated by giving me her lips for me to enjoy.. I didn't have to worry about you doing anything I wasn't ready for." You still don't. I won't push you into anything you don't want to do," I insisted."I used to know you'd NEVER make the first move. But now?" Dawn sighed. "Why do I get the feeling you're probably more experienced now than I am?"I blushed and bit my lip. "Maybe ... How far have you gone?"Dawn's eyes flew wide open. "Ben! I can't tell you that!" Why not? We always told each other EVERYTHING!" But you're a boy!"I shrugged. "I've. We’ve got air conditioning and flush toilets and escalators, and there’s no telling what this engineer is going to come up with next.” God was surprised, “What? You’ve got an engineer? That’s a mistake. He should never have gotten down there in the first place. Send him back up here.”“No way,” replied Satan. “I like having an engineer, and I’m keeping him.”God threatened, “Send him back up here now or I’ll sue!”Satan laughed and answered, “Yeah, right. And just where are YOU going to get a. No harm, but quite a bit of foul. But I just kept snagging shots. Okay , now I was beeing greedy and my cover was seemingly blown. I was about 9 or 10 feet away when she turned to me and started asking about some song she heared on the radio. I still don't know what the heck she said. All I could think about was, if I was caught or not. She insisted that I must know what she was talking about, and that it was the latest hit. "Nope, can't help you", I whimped. "What is she doing?",I.