”We left it at that. Helen seemed embarrassed that she pushed me so far.Back in my office I was distracted from my work waiting for Mr Smith to ring... It was three o’clock before he rang back.“Professor Wald has been talking to Eleanor. He is disturbed by some of her responses. He has an unusual solution. Is there a Roman Catholic Church anywhere near you?”I was getting used to unusual things when discussing Eleanor.“Not near my home. There is one close to my office. Why?”“Professor Wald thinks. She sent me off to the bedroom, where I sat smoking wondering how much time she would take. Later, she told me that her neighbour had come to check if she was alright, and had now gone off to sleep.When Shreya came back into the room, I could tell she was nervous. She was talking erratically and smoothing out the creases on the bed. I guessed what was happening, and stood up to stop her. She went past me to do something else, when I put my hand on the wall to stop her. She looked up at me and. She had mehendi all along her hands right from tip of the finger till her elbows. She said that she had just painted it and can’t wash it till tomorrow morning. Then I asked her how we can do it.She asked me to drape the sari around her. I was confused and shocked to hear that. Then she said hello! You don’t have to drape around my nude body. You can do it over my nighty. You are not so lucky. Okay then she burst into laughter. I too joined her by saying unlucky me!But I was dumbstruck by her. . cumming ... on ... you...” she gasped.She shuddered in my arms as I ground up into her, smooshing her clit. I made sure that it got rubbed hard against my pelvis as I helped her to finish strong. She succumbed to her exhaustion afterward and lay quivering on top of me. Her strength had fled after our mini-marathon lovemaking session. That was the longest that we had gone to that point, a solid twenty minutes or so. Our sexual energy had been well spent.“Oh my god, Amb, that was amazing! I.