”“Explain what you’d want to do,” she said.“Okay. You have this color that I know means sadness. I think it has to do with your Army time, b...cause when you talk about Army stuff it gets stronger. What I’d try to do is make that color fade away, or change it to the color of contentment, like a lot of the nuns have.”She drove in silence for what seemed like a long time.“I’m going to guess that what you’re seeing in me is my PTSD, Bobby. I don’t think it can just be turned off.”“It wouldn’t hurt. She was lying back against the wall with her eyes closed basking in the hot, moist air. Steve sat opposite her and stared at her. He couldn’t take his eyes of the beautiful woman in front of him. She opened her eyes and saw him taking in her body and smiled. Leslie liked what she saw too. Steve had an excellent body for a man his age, a product of many tennis matches and volleyball sets. He had strong shoulders; his stomach was flat without having the an overly pronounced ‘six pack’ and well. The girl looks very happy about this, like she’s enjoying it. Her eyes are closed and she’s moaning about it feeling good. Amy enjoyed watching her, suddenly becoming aware of her own bladder throbbing with a need for release. Putting it off, she opened another video and put her fingers on her little clit rubbing it through her shorts.Yet again the girl looks like her only this time she’s upside down on her shoulders in a bathtub. ‘Why is she doing that?’ Amy wonders. The girl’s legs are spread. "Well, I'm relieved that you're not mad at me. I hope Rekha wasn't upset by my bad behavior." "Upset? She gave me last night some of the best of my life, I owe you, yeah!" We both giggled. At home in evening Sarla greeted me when I entered the house, " Well, I'm glad to see that Pawan is still talking to you." "Actually," I replied. "He thanked me for building a fire under Rekha that took him half a night to cool her. He also said he was about to make a move on you!" She suddenly went red..