He turned away from me.“It’s like I’m married to a monk. What’s the matter with you anyway? You used to be turned on by me, or so you said?”...s usual when our conversation took this turn, as more and more often it did in recent months, Matt’s response was silence and avoidance. And that’s what he did now, getting up out of bed and going to the kitchen to find his precious newspaper.I bolted out of bed after him.“At least talk to me!” I demanded. “Tell me what the matter is? Maybe we can do. She started running for the woods before she even thought about where her sister might have gone. Her mind was racing as her feet pounded the soft earth below. She let her eyes scan everywhere as she ran hoping to get a glimpse of her fleeing twin. She tripped twice on fallen branches but picked herself up with speed that should have amazed her. She didn't bother to wipe the small sticks and dirt that clung to her arms and clothing away. She finally took a second to catch her breath and try to. After all we are meeting for the 1st time.I shave my balls so that I feel confident about her liking them(licking, if luckily it comes to that).I also shave my armpits, take a shower, comb my hair smartly and waitin my bathrobes. 35 minutes later, my doorbell rings.I rush to the door and have look through the keyhole.There she is I could just make out her enhanced forehead with vermilion on head (customary for married Indian women)through the door's hole.I open the door and. As I crank up the car I ask where to and he says, ‘Your place, lets go’. I know we talked some as I drove but I don’t remember any of it, it was like I was on d**gs. Scared shitless and totally excited all at once! And then reality came back as I heard my front door to my house close behind me and I heard him lock the deadbolt. He told me he wanted a beer and as I walked into the living room with 2 beers he was standing there completely nude. The guy looked like an add for a gym, dark smooth.