She a good woman. Did I mention her long, black hair was in pig tails...wow~! Guys don't we have to test our girls, dates, wives, women. At thetheater... Tell me it is not so~! I have dated women that are at all ends of the slide scale of social etiquette. Sure your not suppose to do certain things but some just don't care, and are open to the experience. They don't have to be prudes either to be offended that you want to kiss or caress or more in the theater. One woman I knew she didn't like to. Right in front of her i took the bra and kept it on my shoulder and continued to pee. she said “Rahul, mere kapde do (can i have my clothes)” … i said ” haa ye lo, per tum iska kya karti ho (sure, take it, but what do u do with it)”“Jo tumhari behen karti hain (wat your sister does with it) ” … i felt really rude of her to say this… being offended i turned around and said “kya boli , wapas bol (wat did u say, come again) ” she started staring at me dick and was gasping at it. i said “accha laga. I walked back to my place, and began to plan the second phase of my seduction. There are two pubs near me one is a family pub where they do food. The second is a rundown estate pub the kind of pub with a dart board, pool table etc. It is not the kind of pub that I would usually use. But I figured looking at her, it would, out of the two be the one she would use. Luckily it was Christmas so there would be a good chance that she would be in the pub with friends, as most women don’t go in a pub by. “Why not?” she wondered aloud. “Wasn’t she ever curious about the feeling in her mouth?”“I don’t know. I didn’t ask him,” I replied.“What if I was like that? Would you still have married me?” she asked, baiting me.I’m not sure if all women were like Erika, but she sure had the uncanny habit of asking these kinds of tough questions ... the kind where no answer is the right one.“I guess if you could compensate in other ways, maybe we would still have been able to get married. What you’re doing.