. slush ... slush ... sound throbbing through his head and neck. As he tried to move, he realized that he was lying on a slant, his head halfway down ...nto the entrance of the underground way station.Desperate for air, he gasped heavily, the hot, acrid atmosphere burning his throat and lungs as he inhaled. He coughed, and the jerking motion made him realize that he was at least partially pinned down by something. Forcing his eyes open, he gazed up into the bloated afternoon sun, partially. There was no doubt that it was driving Ivanka wild. It was very stirring for her. I leaned back up to kiss her lips and loved her eagerness and her warmth.“Now, Eric!” she exclaimed, “I need you in me now!” It was then that Ivanka murmured through the kiss. Boy, I obliged and I didn't have to be asked twice. I whispered her name in return. Then I caressed her more firmly as she smiled and spread the softness of her lovely thighs apart, as I slowly work my way up toward her sex. Looking at her. He doesn’t even bother to know if I am satisfied or not” I could see her eyes getting moist. She asked me “How about you, Ravi? You have been single for 4 years. How do you manage to fulfill your sexual desires alone?”I gulped the rest of the wine in my glass before I replied to her. “Well, since my wife passed away I have never had any physical sex with anyone. I have been self-satisfying myself as I have no other choice. Do I, Swati?” My eyes went moist while saying that and she could see it. Like me, she had started down a shadowy path of her own. Fortunately, somehow we'd met.My business plans put me in the Southern city near her college in the dead of winter. Our e-mails took on an urgency because the opportunity to meet was ours to miss. I suggested coffee. Her response revealed a longing. "Of course, I am curious about what it would be like to be with you. I can't say that I wasn't fantasizing a little in my morning class about your hands on my thighs. Honestly, I wish I could.