I finished my lunch and was excited as to whether bhabhi would call me to play carom and sex. I was not disappointed.After an hour or so, bhabhi slowl... knocked on my door and called me in low voice to come and play carom. I was eagerly waiting for same, and went to her room. That afternoon there was no carom and the moment I entered, she hugged me tight and pulled me to the cot. She was in extreme heat as she sealed her lips with mine. Opening my mouth, I invited her tongue to play with mine.. Light brown hair settled on top of a 5'6 or a 5'7 body with a pair of tits that looked like they could cover your face in warmth for days. She had a figure that was perfect, not anorexic with a fake pair of boobs like in all those pornos I'd get off with on the nights I didn't visit my brothels, no, she had a perfect figure with the right amount of baby fat on her belly curving inside her tank top in a mound that drove me crazy. Who was this woman? Living in a fucked up village like this?She. I had this vivid dream of making love with Birgit, and we did everything.”“Everything?”“Yes, oral, vaginal, and anal. When I woke up, I was alone, but when I pulled down the covers, I saw blood on the sheet. It was Karin’s blood, Jennifer. She made love to me, and I called her Birgit the entire time. And she was fine with that.”“You took her virginity thinking she was Birgit? Oh my God!”“Yeah, that’s what I said. But she was not only fine with it; she said that’s what she had wanted. To help me. "That was today?! I'm so sorry. Anne meant to meet you at the airport. She isn't the best with dates." I understand. Work comes first. Is she here?" Sure," she pointed to a white door on the far wall. "Go through there, down the hall, to the door at the end. Anyone back there can guide you to her."The short hallway had two small rooms on each side, evidently for negotiating and filling out paperwork. The door at the end buzzed, letting us through.The three of us stepped through, into a.