I make homemades too. The leeches wander in to the common room, shouting. ‘It ain’t right. That shit is not right.’ Heather, I think. The loudes..., the ringleader. ‘I know! What the fuck?’ Is it Patty? Penny? I can never remember. Every leader has a lackey, what difference does the name make? ‘It just, that shit is not right, that’s no way to be pregnant.’ Heather is truly righteous. Heather will not be satisfied with a private bitch session. Her legs are shaky when she sits down. Her voice is. . Dancing on the jazz.. Slowly … Brushing her different parts of the body… Brushing our cheeks together.. Kissing on her necks.. Giving a light bite on her ears..While I slipped my tongue inside her ear… She moaned in ecstasy.. She said she always wanted to dance like this… I said – “mahima, you are the enemy tonight, and I’ll let you win, because some wars have to be lost for the romance of it”.. She smiled, and said.. So you are a poet too? Ahaa..I took off one of my hands from her waist and. Not necessarily THAT way, but - well, enough that if you still want to, well, I'd like to - explore the situation a bit. I really would." Really?" She looked relieved, and hopeful."Really," I assured her. And I meant it. I did want to try it!"Uhm, are you busy this afternoon?" she asked hesitantly."This afternoon?" Oh my, that was a bit sooner than I'd counted on. Carl and I had planned an afternoon, Wednesday being the only afternoon neither of us had anything after school this week.She. I was so gracious and went inside kitchen. The Kitchen was small for two people could hardly move freely inside. She was so close to me as always while I was checking out the gas connection.I could even feel her breaths in that small kitchen; I could smell the aroma of her body lotion in that room all over. As we friends were discussing all sexy and dirty things since last two days about each other’s wife and I had Sunita in my mind getting orgasm with my name been whispered in her ears while.