” “I did not get you.”- She again looked me with a question in her eyes.“Look, you have seen me naked. You have smelled and licked my tool but...I have not got any thing. You should be fair and give me also a chance to look you naked, smell and lick you.”- I said.“You naughty, you are a darling.”- She stood and kissed on my lips. Then said-“I got my things. You get yours. But you must keep your promise.”I got the sign. I first kissed her. Then I removed her sari first. Then I removed her blouse.. It was only during the course of our initial tentative discussions that some of her secrets came to light. Had we not eventually became lovers I am sure that I would never have found out her dark secret . In fact it was a shared secret that was the beginning of our affair. Although we now both feel it was our destiny to become a couple there is little doubt that fateful event made it easier. I will get into details about this later. First we would like to say a few words about our family of. I ordered a Heineken and drank it slowly, thinking about if I was really ready to go through with this. I had only ever seen real cocks up close in porn, never in person. Was I ready to submit to my desires and experience a cock for the first time in my life? After I finished my beer I was still on the fence, so I ordered another. About half way through the second beer I finally decided that yes I was going to go through with it and enjoy the experience. So, I downed the rest of my beer and. I'm just speculating about what it would be like to lie down with her and hold her. Naked. Yes. No. I don't know what I want, it's.... I don't know. I just want to take off that powder blue sweater and touch the breasts I know are bare underneath. And kiss her neck, smell her hair. I look up and see the artist watching me. I can feel her pencil on the back of my neck as she draws. Is she drawing me? The woman on the lawn? She stares at me looking at her for a few seconds, appraising me, then.