..” I added.“You think I’m an echo of your wife?” Danielle asked.“It’s just a theory at this point. Let me ask you some questions.” I sa...d as we pulled into her driveway. “And try to just answer with the first thing that comes to mind.”“Okay.” She said.“Favorite actor?” I asked.“Toss up,” She started. “Robert Downey Jr. or Robert Picardo.”That, I had not been expecting. She just named two of my favorite actors.“Favorite Band or Artist?” I asked.“Disturbed.” She said as we got out of the. A bunch of buddies and I got in to something called we called blousing We would pick out a secluded hallway and wait for a suitable girl to come along. Usually we would pick the mousey or shy ones in their first or second year. A bunch of us would corral her back in to one of the boy's restrooms and start to work. Basically, the goal was to get her shirt and bra off while copping as many feels as possible in the process. Generally they would not scream any, just squeal a bit and try. . I did as she commanded, we had a chat of about half an hour or so n came to know she is studying in college of fashion designing and frequently visit the pub. She enquired i was new to the place n i told her as i m from Mumbai n here for a small picnic kinda with my college group. After two three drinks she asked me to come out n have a walk with her.. I was stunned as it was happening with me for the first time but i said ok.. After few minutes of walking she asked me” can u drop me to my. After the shoot I developed the film and made contact sheets. I was pretty pleased with results and made few 8 x 10 glossies for myself. Mother took the negatives and contact sheets to London on Sunday while I stayed home wondering when I would ever get to squeeze a breast again or find out what exactly is the secret kept in a womans' panties. Between wondering I would pull out the pictures I kept of mom in her panties and wank at the memories of shooting them. Best Sunday ever !The next.