I just wanted my normal clothes (the salwar kameez which I wore from home) back.Sharada was at the table in the canteen with 4 other guys and 1 girl. ... knew that they were in my class but hadn’t talked much to either of them. I asked Sharada quietly to come to the side since I wanted to talk to her in private.But that bitch knew why I was asking for that. She knew I wanted to change into my salwar kameez, which was in her bag. She was not done with my embarrassment, though, and straightaway. We entered the club and did not get gunned down right away, things were looking up. I wasn't wearing a flogger so I just checked my hat. If Sarah had checked even one piece of her outfit, except the strand of pearls, we would have been arrested.I walked up to the host and said that we would like to see Mr. Blue. The host said, "Yessir, yousa may get to meet the boss, but yous forgot to check sumthin, Mister Charlie. A bouncer pointed us to the check room and the door was opened so we could. Ahhhh the sensation was so great. I pulled his hair. I touched my breast , I played my hard nipples. He went on my top and helped me to play my nipples. He sucked it. He bit my neck...lingering at my ears. Ahhh....I could not control anymore I wanted to feel his hardness inside mine again so I told him " I want you inside mine, come fuck me honey.". So he slided his cock deeply....ahhhhhhh… great....then he pounded me, I pushed my hips up to him..We moved at the same rhythm...we ram together.... He wants to play a little golf. I should be back by five. OK?’ She nodded. I turned back to the phone. I’ll be banging on your door in about 5 minutes. See you then.’ I collected my clubs and shoes. Bette followed me to the door. I gave her a quick peck on the cheek. ‘I’ll see you when I get back.’ Five minutes later, I was tapping softly on the Morrison’s door. Sandy had been waiting for me. She put her finger to her lips. ‘Jeff really thinks he’s going to play golf,’ she whispered. ‘Let’s see.