I massaged his back the whole time, going up and down in tiny movements. Considering how soft he thought my body was, I knew he loved the physical ple...sure from that too. Neither Greg or I smiled, but just tried to deal with the thrill of it all.In preparation to do that, he leaned down and kissed me for a few seconds. After that, he went back to his previous position, but placed his hands on my boobs. He didn't put any pressure on them to make uncomfortable, he just grabbed onto them and. ''Isis preserve us. Do you have to ridicule everything? Anyway, what you propose may be all very well for you and Dale, with your little gay men's bottoms, but for lots of people my scanner wouldn't be big enough to obtain the full image. Then there's the matter of privacy. We would have to set up a cubicle. Besides, who would want to show their friends a booklet with an image of their bottom in it? The idea is totally impractical. Where's your common sense? Do you realize you are mocking. I opened the door to my room and started walking towards the refrigerator in the kitchen. The moment I had a glass of cold water, my sleep went away and I started thinking about how to sleep in the heat. The window of my room did not let any breeze in. The hall room, in contrast, got a lot of breeze, if you opened the sliding doors to the balcony.I decided that I should take my pillow and sleep on the floor in the drawing room. My coousin who had come down from Delhi for a few days was sleeping. The accountant also introduced me to charitable contributions. Explaining that the more money I gave away to charity, the more money I made. It sounded crazy to me, but once she showed me the figures I agreed with her.I didn’t know exactly how much my portfolio fund was worth anymore. It had grown so much, with many deductions for charities and taxes; it had gone beyond my ability to keep track of it.Another change was I found the more money I made, the harder it became to invest my money. It.