I pulled her closer and my cock poked into her belly button. I caught hold of the pallu of the saree and removed it while kissing her. The other end o... the saree was tucked into her hips and my hands slides to her hips and undid the saree. We parted from the kiss and she was standing in her blouse and pavadi. A perfect amount of cleavage was shown by her blouse to seduce me.My lips roamed around her ears and neck kissing and licking, while my hands were busy unhooking her blouse. She was. The message was obvious – ‘Hands off! He’s mine.’ Bill gave me a wry smile from time to time. Many of the women came up to me despite Janie. Several kissed me, some more than was strictly necessary for greeting a returned friend. Louisa persuaded Janie away for a few minutes. While Janie was gone I had several female bodies pressed hard against me and even a furtive hand, whose I don’t know, briefly circled my prick before slipping away into the mass of flesh closely hemming me in. I hoped the. About ten are attached to the wall in pairs I guess seven feet from the floor. They are attached to the wall like old fashioned door knockers. There are six; I counted, around the bed; one in each corner and two half way down on either side. The first time I visited James their presence crept up on me; almost without me noticing. I went to James's flat for a meeting to discuss a possible new book we might collaborate on; very professional nothing improper. He made me a (rather good) vanilla. But I live always in a part of shadow. I am in the now and it is good, but the now is not enough for me as it is for Kitik and for most. When it is slow and dull my mind drifts to shadow. Perhaps some part of this I take from my father, from Acou, but his shadow is different. Mine does not make pain in me.The shadow of the humans’ speech is another different. I do not know if it is good or it is bad. I think maybe it is neither by itself. But I will learn more of this shadow, and then I may.