He told sorry its ok …After some time I asked him really you wanna kiss me top to bottom he was like bindu if you really like me I wanna kiss you �...If not no I can’t …I told him ravi I like you can you kiss me now ….He kissed me 100 times in whatsapp …And asked please come out once I told no its not possible hubby was there …He kept on asking please please please at one point okkk I’ll ping you just come out side I waited for my hubby to go bath when he went I messaged him come to terrace steps. This is the account I wrote at the BritishEmbassy while awaiting my return to England.My story starts in 2004 about 25 years after the Iranian revolution in1979. I was on a carpet buying trip to Iran and having visited many ofthe outlying carpet areas such as Qum, Isfahan, Nain, Tabriz andHamadan, I had returned to Tehran for the last night before returninghome.It was a very hot night and as a result I was sleeping on top of thebedclothes naked. Fortunately there were no mosquitoes, because I. I mumbled OK, sat up and reached for the glass. She handed it to me and I took a good drink of it. My penis had softened to the point that it was again lying on my scrotum as I sat up in bed. As I drank, I spilled a fair amount of water that ran down my chest and abdomen. Mom instinctively reached with her bare hand to grab at the water and sling it off of me. As her hand touched my abdomen down low, it brushed against the base of my penis. She said excuse me as she kind of slung the water off. Then Allison bent to receive her kiss. The interview continued next to us as we all three looked at Janet.“Um ... not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?” I asked.“Consolation prize,” she said. She smiled at us and headed toward the podium where Lissa was being conducted to the top tier for the medals awards. Then they were off to the showers. We hung around, but the Men’s Open final match was over before Lissa came out to join us. She looked flushed and relaxed as we headed toward the.