To which I replied, “Have you lost your mind?”Kavya then asked Apoorva to convince me. I knew both of them were drunk and there was no way I would...win any argument with people who were drunk. So I went to the bedroom with them.Kavya slept in the middle and I slept on her left and Apoorva on her right side. After 15–20 minutes, Kavya started rubbing my dick. I responded by pressing her boob. I whispered, “Let’s go to the living room.” And to my surprise, she asked me to fuck her on the bed.. You be careful with her and give her what she say. Maybe it will be OK.Oh holy shit! I really did not want to hear that! Even if the law doesn't paint a big bright line distinction between fucking a seventeen year old and a twelve year old, it should and I do!Ganda does too, but something profound has happened in Ilonggo that I am not privy to and the upshot is that Ganda is telling me to be gentle as I make love to my twelve year old daughter and niece. This is beyond wrong.I notice movement. I can feel his fingers toying with the buttons on my denims, no zipper just steel buttons, I like them, feeling each one pop open teasingly and as his hand moves down to the last of six, his knuckles inadvertently, brush against my swollen clitoris.I recoils in sheer pleasure and lick my dry lips his warm breath is flowing through the soft paneled mesh and bathing my cunt in expectation.'Pull my knickers down Shaun and lick my pussy'. Just saying it makes me wetter, like I am squirting because. Dalton," I said, meekly. "Please... I don't want toanswer." It's just a simple question, Paul. Which key opens the apartment of anExecutive Assistant?"Feeling my eyes becoming moist, I slowly pointed to the key to Ms.Dalton's apartment."And what is your job title now?" Executive Assistant, Ms. Dalton," I whispered."Louder, Paul." Executive Assistant, Ms. Dalton," I repeated."Hold out your hand, Paul."I held out my hand.She placed the key to her apartment in the palm of my hand."Paul, this is.