One day, she introduced me to her new friend, Girish. He was a final year student and 3 years younger. They kept going out for shopping, movies, rides... etc. As I was used to Bangalore life, I did not mind it at all.I can see Poonam happier, joyful, and having a gala time. Being madly in love with her, I was happy for her happiness.One evening, Girish came home by 7. We had few drinks, watched TV, kind of party mood. By 9, Poonam asked him to stay back as he had many drinks, and it was raining.. My Dad was stoic and old fashioned. This was going to be my opportunity to learn and I was a good student, and like a good student my curiosity took over and my nervousness abated.I started asking her about her body and sex. She put it all out there. She was totally exposed (literally) and honest with me, no question was off limits, I started getting bolder: “Do you like having your breasts touched?” “yes, but they are sensitive and need to be gently rubbed, unless I’m totally aroused then they. Then he pressed his body against hers, mashing her breasts against his chest, and kissing her with all the passion that he could pour into one kiss. She responded, kissing him back with equal fervor, her body wiggling under his, trying desperately to get him closer than skin close. He bent down and started to kiss and lick her nipples. They grew dark and crinkled up. Plum loved the feel of the puckered nipples on his tongue, and Marsha’s soft 'Oh’s' and 'Ah’s' were the overture to the rest of. You had a choice of first pitches, since he liked to throw changeups, curves, and sliders on the first pitch. He set up the same on all three. His fastball and forkball came with him upright at the left edge of the rubber.Jennings flied out to center. Myers ended up walking. I stood in and waited. The pitcher was shaking pitches off until he set up on the left side of rubber and wound up. The ball came from his hand spinning which wouldn't be a fastball, but it was also coming fast right at my.