And now I had done it -- gotten caught staring at the Forbidden Fruit.If only he was a fruit. Unfortunately, I knew for certain he was straight. Besid...s having impeccable gaydar, I had seen him a couple times before with different girls in the embrace of his big, beautiful arms. He was a straight boy, no doubt.As he started to dress just a few lockers down from me, I nervously began to undress, still sitting on the wooden bench. It had been a long time since I was beaten up in high school by. She was constantly looking at my dick. I took her hand and placed her hand on my dick. My hands went to her boobs and they started massaging and playing with the nipples. I took one of the boobs in my mouth and started sucking her boobs gently while squeezing the other one. It went for some time and then I started playing with her nipples with my tongue. She started enjoying my tongue movements.Finally, I reached her pussy. She had her periods over 2 days back. She had shaved her pussy clean. Rosalind wanted to see the bar that had inspired the TV show Cheers and so that’s where we had lunch. Afterwards we toured Faneuil Hall / Quincy Market doing tourist shopping and there we saw a company of teenage actors recreate scenes from “The Crucible” a tale of the witch trials and hangings among the settlers in Salem Mass. Rosalind had learned about that part of our history before and she enjoyed seeing the show. The next day we planned to visit Salem so it was a good primer. That night I. “This boy … this boy is Karan. He is my lover, my soulmate, the person who has fucked me to my heart’s content. And oh yes, he is also the mastermind behind the gang who abducted Anjali.” Bikram couldn’t believe his ears. “What are you saying Rani?” “Oh yes Bikram, he has fucked me … fucked me hard … in all my holes … in various positions.” “No Rani, you are lying. This can’t be true. He is making you say this. It cannot be.” “See for yourself Bikram”. There was a big-screen television beyond.