Sasha didn’t seem to notice. She was focused on me. But I was painfully aware that everybody in the place thought that I was outclassed.I’m not a ...ad looking guy - I guess? If you like intellectuals – high cheekbones, thick shock of unruly brown hair, long nose and dark eyes. The only thing exceptional about me is my height. At six-four people just assume that I played basketball – since I look like the classic, skinny-white-guy-in-the-middle. But I don’t have an aggressive bone in my body.I. I found myself talking to myself: - I can’t remember any of my past birthdays I was this much excited.- He’ll send me the recording!- Will he?- I’ll ask for it! He trusts me. He enjoys sharing with me his escapades. We are best friends.- But wait! Will he even do the recording?- with that hot woman, I doubt he’ll remember anything he said or promised - No, he said he’ll do the recording. He sounded so confident and determined. Besides, it’s, as he stressed, for a perfect revenge sex.- Yes,. I couldn’t wait to slide it off of her. We sat on the edge of the bed and talked enough to get to know each other some. I saw her look down at my thigh being exposed because of the length of my dress, and as she pulled her beautiful, lust filled eyes up to meet mine, she eyed every other part of my body. She wants to know what I’m hiding under my cute little dress. I knew what she wanted. I grabbed her chin and put her succulent lips to mine. They were so tender and soft. She hesitated at. She was quite surprised by what I said and definitely didn’t like it. She came straight to my room wearing the bath robe and wiping herself to my room and knocked !!! As she entered there was a fire in her eyes and asked, “Whats ur problem Rahul , why did u say I am a waste ?? ” I was just overwhelmed by her appearance looking such wet and sexy and I explained her saying that I felt it was a waste that a woman like her are only able to get the pleasure of one man. Let me tell about the pretty.