We were talking generally.I lifted my hands to pick up the tv remote, my elbow hit her boobs and pressed it a bit. She has large and tempting boobs th...t stretch her T-shirt way forward. I immediately apologised to her saying it happened by mistake.She in a very relaxed manner, gave a one sided smile and said it does not matter. The way she smiled I felt she liked it. But I controlled myself and started a topic which is quite similar to the event that happened just before. I asked her whether. She had a boyfriend, a DJ and the kind of nice, personable guy you might wish on a friend. Anything other than friendship was out, so we were left with a knowing understanding without sexual tension.The night club we finally settled on was not my choice, the kind where truly desperate men pretended to be attracted to truly desperate women, who in turn pretended receiving drunken lunges on the dance floor are a sign of their attractiveness. As I sat down Emma told me one of the women on the. Tanya was the classiest girl I knew, while Lyudmila exuded energy and fun. Lyudmila also reminded me a bit of how Connie had been in High School, but without the bitchiness. With Lyudmila, it was cute and sassy. Some American guy was going to have the time of his life with her! I suspected that no Russian guy would put up with her.“You certainly do. Let’s go tell her and make her day.”Lyudmila hugged both of us and then the five of us went upstairs to the foyer. I saw the limo pull up and. I felt a tinge of jealousy somewhere deep in my gut that disappeared almost as soon as it had come. I knew that I was completely in love with Sara, but the thought of watching her with this huge man was stronger than any other feelings I had ever experienced. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her to make him happy and I wanted them to make me happy! Sara tilted her head upwards in seeming search of a kiss. Her customer moved his head towards hers; his lips parted and moist as they embraced.