She brought those fingers up to her mouth, slowly licked them clean, enjoying the taste of herself. Amazingly, she imagined that she tasted Bhoomika, ...nd the fingers of her left hand began to rub her clit in a circular motion. Her ass and legs tightened as she enjoyed the feeling of making love to herself. She was past the point of no return; her sexual feelings now controlled her mind. Manjula thought of the locker room, the women wandering in a casual fashion. How she now wished she had gone. As Sunday night football played on full blast and we reclined on the couch, I began to leisurely trace my fingers along your waistband. I lazily drew circles on your hips and slowly wandered to the edge of the outline of your cock, which strained against your jeans. Lightly, I caressed your cock and you emitted a gasp, your attention no longer on the game. Leaning over, I placed my lips over the outline of your cock and moved up and down its length, teasing you with my hot breath. Glancing up,. ’ ‘Then let us see what more pleasure we can give each other.’ ‘What did you have in mind?’ ‘While you enjoy looking at my face and body, you will tell me about your engineering. Why are you to be an engineer and what sort of an engineer. You see, I know that there are many sorts of engineers.’ I spent the next fifteen minutes explaining why I had decided to be an engineer, and what branch of engineering I was specialising in. When I finished she said thoughtfully, ‘Yes, it is good to have a. I’ll be here.”I rushed out of the library to the park. I half-jogged, half-ran twice around the outer circuit of the park with several other human men. I walked back into the library feeling rejuvenated. I knocked on the door of Rhonda’s office and walked in.“Please sit down, Derek. Have a cup of coffee.”I sat and sipped the coffee.“What I did has no more meaning on this planet than a peck on the cheek would have on most planets. You may not believe it at the moment but you will find it is.