?I was dying to continue our conversation, but I had to masturbate in theworst way. So, I told everyone that I didn't feel well.? Too much sun and foo... and since it was sonoisy, and would be for hours longer, I was going to retreat to Shane?s airconditioned house for a nap.? I slippedout, hoping to get myself off before she returned home with her lucky husband. Part II I began by taking a long hot shower in her bathroom andthen, on a whim, I peeked into her hamper where I found a bewildering. She spoke in a quiet, low-pitched voice, with a deliberate heavy accent. It was something she was trained in. As we talked Li spoke very few words, less than two dozen in totalThe guys both said how beautiful she was, and what a teenager she must have been for me to see. She implied that we had both seen and learned much. They were all a little drunk, repeating themselves and maybe went beyond good taste with their compliments, but that made it pretty clear they did not have a clue about who. . It felt nice… my face squashed between her perfect breasts… her knee between my legs….i was sooo turned on to my utter surprise…in spite of the extricating pain I felt…. I felt my self so close to cum…to my humiliation…and what made matters worse… is that she felt it… she felt I was turned on still… no even more… I guess the voices I made at that moment were not only out of pain.… but a mix of pain and pleasure…. Somehow this made her angry even more I guess… cause I heard her say…."ohhhh. "I can't get a handle on you, Mr. Stafford." she finally said, "Most people I can figure out pretty well, but I can't figure out what it is you want with me." Why don't you try asking me?" I said quietly.The obviousness of that set her back a bit."Very well, then," she said, screwing up her courage, "what DO you want from me?"I chose my words carefully before replying, "I WANT only a couple of things from you, Ms. Nagra, and EXPECT even fewer. I want to spend a little time with you, to enjoy.