We were standing really close to each other while clicking photos.Ankita was so close to me that I had a major hard-on in my dick while taking picture.... After a while, I couldn’t take it anymore. While we were sitting close to each other I just took my hand and placed it on her boobs and started moving my hand over her boobs.Ankita was taken by a surprise and took my hand off, and asked me, “What are you doing Karthik?”I was in no mood to stop. I took my other hand now and I held both her boobs. Nicole's mom has put together a rice and peanut butter chicken curry with tofu strips taking the place of the genuine bird. I'm not particularly hungry after the one-hour lunch we had up at the Lotus, but the dish is fantastic, and Mrs. Benning smiles her approval as I help myself to seconds. We uncork the Riesling bottle I brought with me, and a glass of it already serves to make my head pleasantly fuzzy. I'm not a big drinker, and my tolerance for alcohol is low when it comes in a wine. People need their privacy. And besides, not everyone likes to talk about their past. So I take life as it comes and just have fun in her little country cottage while I can. Today, my name is Clarice, and I sell women’s clothes. I am the temporary houseguest of a bisexual stripper named Savannah and love every minute of it. I am able to put aside a lot of money for my safe, kept in the spare tire compartment of my car’s trunk. Soon I’ll buy a new suitcase or two for my expanding wardrobe. Today. They were there as the whole thing collapsed. She told me her name was Billie Jean and she caused a scene.Then every head turned to see what was going on. Mary Beth came over to stand beside me like a good wife. She knew the drill. Some gold digger looking for money or publicity showed up at a big event to cause a scandal. Half of the guys there took one look at her and dreamed of being the one themselves. Billie Jean was really fucking hot.The problem was that try as I might, I simply couldn't.