He was Priya’s boyfriend and I knew he likes me. I had seen him ogling at me many times. So I thought to give it a chance. After all, I had to do so...ething for my burning vagina. It was a need. He was happy to come. He took hardly 20 minutes to reach my place. I was wearing red top and blue denim with black sporty bra and pink kinky panty. With the moisturizer, my face was glowing and I received a compliment for this. He was feeling shy on the first hand but my lust hardly gave him any chance.. I walked over to him and stood in front of him. He looked up at my face and took both my arms in his hands. He spun me around, ran a hand up my shirt rubbing my back, then around the front across my belly and up my chest. He told me to hold my hands up and lean forward, I raised my arms bent over. He reached over and pulled my shirt off, then ran his hand up my belly again and smiled. Then he put his hands on my hips, slipped his thumbs into my underwear and slid them down. I held my arms out,. Pat sat next to me and Mona sat next to Paige on the opposite side of the table. Mrs. Peoples, Florence as she told me to call her, presided from one end and Mr. Peoples, first name Arthur per the will, sat at the head of the table and said little. ‘Does Amanda have email?’ Mona directed her question at me. Paige and I exchanged a look before I answered in the affirmative. ‘I’d like to tell her that I met you and that you showed me her picture.’ ‘She’d like that. I’ll give you her address,’ I. A business card seems to obligate reciprocation, establishing some kind of quid pro quo between the person giving and the person receiving it. His calling card had his personal information, elegantly engraved, as an offering of trust to her, nothing expected in return."Mr. Franklin, it is nice to meet you, but I am late for an appointment," she said and abruptly turned to go.He smiled as she walked away. "The careful hunter stalks the game," he said to himself quietly.The next day when she came.