I was taken aback a bit but before I could react she picked up the flowers from the vase and moved in the direction of her bedroom. I got up to follow...but she told me with a hint of a sly grin, “Chhup kore ektu boshe thako. Ami daakle pore tumi e ghore dhuko.” (Sit back and relax! Enter the bedroom only when I call you.). Saying this she closed the bedroom door leaving me all alone in the drawing room. I had no option but to cool off, I switched on the TV, found out a sports channel and watched. I just wanted to touch it. But I didn’t it. Just enjoying her body smell. By 8pm uncle came and said, he going to friend birthday party. He will be coming my morning. He didn’t spoke to swathi at all.Again swathi became upset.Swathi asked me, what you have done in my head? I slept peacefully after long time. You are doing a nice massage.Me: thanks darling. Feel hungry. Is it dinner ready?She: yes.. she brought it and started serving it.Me: swathi one wish for me. Will you say ok for it?She:. .. just to say Good-bye to them." Business or pleasure?" the young man asked, leaning back in the chair and looking at the fascinating souvenirs of a life lived in the exotic and far-flung outposts of the world.Ivory, wood-carved statues and stone urns and pottery pieces cluttered the room. Thick, blonde straw mats and animal skin rugs lay on the floor. Spears and hunting blow-guns lined the walls. It almost looked like the African room at the museum."Business, but it's my pleasure, too," the. As I passed he said, “Hey, I wanna see you, you look hot. Come on and suck my cock. Let me suck you.” I said nothing and continued to the plastic outhouse. I was drawn by the debauchery and the degradation of the act itself taking place in such a dirty location. I was hard as I walked next to another parked car and saw a man inside furiously jacking his long shiny cock and watching me. I passed one more car and the driver turned his face away and his cocksucking partner sat up straight.