“seeing how beautiful your pussy is Preeti” I made small circles around her pussy lips and stared right at it while telling her, “Preeti ka choo..., mere haath mein! This is my favorite place is the whole world. The split here is where heaven should be” As any man can tell, gazing at a girl’s most intimate place on her body and describing it to her while staring and touching it would make the girl crazy in shy embarrassment.Best thing to do with a girl, I must say. I put a light kiss on her wet. Sheila comments almost subconsciously too herself......I used to be so proud of myself... Now I hide myself in my clothes... Hardly what one would expect from a VP of a classy clothing chain.There is a pause in the cheering and at about the same time Sheila hears heels...CLICK... CLICK... CLICK...!......A nice cadence she says to herself, and looks up - expecting to see some - short haired..., butch chick.........Sheila-s eyes behold a blonde Goddess...A tall woman, natural blonde hair, styled. If she gets it tested for paternity most of the people in this room will end up disappointed in some way. If it’s not David’s progeny, he realizes he’s going to be raising someone else’s baby – maybe mine ... or Bob’s, or Mike’s, or Jon’s. Meanwhile, the real father is disconnected from his child because the mother is married to Dave. Of course, while all that goes on the women all are hoping for some relationship with the new child by way of their usual partner or partners.”Darby said, “I. What do I do? What do I want to do? Should I do anything? The train is rocking. Just rocking. This is rape. She is stoned. Surely she doesn’t know what he is doing. Maybe it’s not real; maybe it’s a dream. I slowly move my head to look again. He is doing something. He is moving his head. I can’t see her face, just her hand. Oh! ... He is kissing her, and her hand is in his hair. That piece of shit ... oh god, but this is erotic. I glance at Amanda. Her head is slumped forward on her chest. Why.