This helped to explain her activity on the train. I read a little of the story as Miss returned lugging a large wooden box with her. Her eyes lit up w...en she saw the bag and the laptop.“Any joy?” she asked.“Our new slut has been reading dirty stories,” I announced, “but before we get into that we should make sure our guest is safe and ‘secure’.”I stood up and grabbed one end of the wooden toy box. Miss took the other and we went back to the living room. Slut was still as we had left her,. I took off my t-shirt and asked her why she has kept the night bulb on. So that you can see me clearly and I could see you clearly, and there is no one today who can disturb us at this hour.” She replied with a smile.It turned me on and I said “I don’t think anyone can disturb us for the next 4-5 days”. She smiled as I said these words. I closed the door and went near her. She was wearing a sari. “Don’t you like it.”? She asked.I said “Yes I always like you when you wear a sari and please now. That wood you’re trying to hide is a simple by-product of the increased blood flow the potion stimulates.” She grinned playfully. “Better?”He grinned back at her and placed his hands by his side. “Yes.”Two days ago – it really felt like a lifetime – he had blushed like a little girl when she spoke to him. Now, he openly looked at her, at the concern in her gentle, brown eyes. His gaze traveled down her body, clad in the simple white robes of her faith. He remembered Dara’s lewd comments and. So this whole kind of sordid episode was providing me with an ego boost, a confirmation of just how appealing I was to the opposite sex. Anyway, whatever, I behaved like an utter bitch. That’s the point. You’re perhaps wondering what came next. Well, you’ll be surprised. I said how we didn’t really do any of that rather vile mocking of poor P on the morning after, didn’t I? Okay, so we didn’t. What actually occurred was that my two conquests got up early, whispered goodbye to me, and they were.