She is a bengali and has been in blre for the last 10 years. She has seen me too and we have exchanged some hiis and hellos or just a smile whenever w... see eachother. One day as luck wud have it, I came home in the evening from work and was at the car park area cleaning my car. She was dropped by her office car at our apartment entrance. It was about 8.30 pm and she went to her home and I suppose it was locked. She went to the super market nearby and while coming back home I was standing near. But come the end of the night, we'd both gone our separate ways, which was just odd, in retrospect. I mean, we'd just announced to the world that we'd be living together and yet we still hadn't even slept together ... like we were saving ourselves for something or the other.I tried to put that in words, finally sort of lamely concluding, "And I think that may not be that far from the truth – I mean, by the end of the evening, we'd both had a fair amount to drink, someone – I – had to take Hal. ” I giggled at her choice of words and leaned back. Sybil did not take too kindly to that. “Silence!” Sybil shouted and pushed me down onto my back. “Speak when only when I commanded you to!” The other women moved closer and sat down on the bed with us. “This one is in need of training,” the oldest woman said. “Is he experienced sexually?” “I have had the pleasure of mating with him myself, Linda,” Sybil said to the older woman, who was named was Linda. “He is a fine stud with good technics. "You sissies are all alike. You really think you can outsmart propermen. When we've finished here we're going to go to your PC or yourlaptop, whichever you have, and I'm going to go through it. If I findany signs that you have accounts you have not told me about you willbe in for a world of humiliation, and possibly pain if you make mereally angry."So I told him about my other accounts and within 5 minutes thepasswords to all of them had been changed by him. I was asked aboutthe type of.