But when the opened that velcro, I had again that feeling that lightning hit my vagina as it was the feeling in the plane (part 1).One more awkward th...ng was that as I explained in part 1, that I covered my erotic body parts with a veil in front of him, the could read the signs on my lingerie which the sizes and measurements. So from facts & figures point of view he now very well know my measurements. I felt a bit “exposed” and “naked” in that situation.As it was the first evening we ordered. I was feeling good by licking it. I am sorry. I’ll just hold your boobs only.Bindu (little angrily): You can’t stop now! You can’t leave me like this in half!!I did not understand what she meant by that. Only later she told me that girls should not be left halfway through their orgasm. (Then I understood that you can climax women only by licking also).I then happily started licking and putting my tongue inside her pussy. Bindu akka was enjoying it a lot. She even kept pulling my head further in. Thank you. Love you guys,” I grinned at the reminder that Mom still planned to make me an exception to her lesbianism, along with Dad and Uncle Steve, but frowned at the other reminder ... that Dad didn’t have much of a future left ... stolen by Lewy body dementia.“Love you, too, son,” Dad said first, followed by Mom.When we got to the theater, we were immediately welcomed by Anne-Marie, who broke out into a huge smile when I asked for a job application.“Oh, fuck, yes! I so hoped that we could. I do not like to eat alone and asked him if I could join him. He smiled up at me and said of course. He was so sweet, smart, friendly and a true gentleman. But, my perceptions about that would soon change. We chatted about everything normal. At the end of the meal I told him I always came to this place on Wednesday nights because they had a fabulous pasta and salad bar offered on that night. We agreed to meet again the following Wednesday night. I said good night, paid the waiter and went.