Fuck, I... I can't explain anything right now, excuse me." and start rushing to my room. I close the door and lay face down into my pillows. I just st...y there, really hot and really embarrassed. Suddenly I hear a knock at the door."*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*.. Jim.. Can I come in?" Marian queries."If you're going to try to make me feel any worse about this, no!" I exclaim, face still buried in my pillows.Marian opens the door and walks in, closing the door behind her and softly says, "Jim, I'm. Aur kambalacchese hamare badan pr rakhake. Mere paas khisak gayi. Ab dosto hamari garama garam saase ekdusro ki saaso mein ghul mil rahi thi.Hum ab jor se ekdusre ke badan ko sahalane lage. Ab maine mere jango ko unki gadarayi masal jango ke beech dala. Mere lund ko unki chut par set karke. Ab main dhire dhire mere jango ko unki jango par ghisate ragadana chalu kia. Mere lund sa supada unki mast fuli huyi najuk chut ki lakeer pe ghisne laga.Main hatho se unki gand ko dabata to kabhi unki gand. ” Haley tried to repress her surprise at Dee’s blatant use of the EFF-word, as the older girl continued.“That is also one more reason to take the long view of things into account before doing this. I sure wish I had; my recollection of my first time with a guy will always be one of the more humorous tales that I tell any grandchildren that I may be blessed to have; but only when they get old enough.” Here, she chuckled. Haley smiled politely, completely missing the reference to the term, ‘with. We started intertwining our fantasies with discussions about my sex drive, and how I often miss sex. To both our shock, the discussion ended with a plan for me to pursue a No Strings Attached option.In hindsight, we arrived there through a strange series of misunderstandings, because much as we think we communicate in words, we actually communicate in emotions. I thought I was fulfilling Patrick’s fantasies and he thought he was catering to my needs when he couldn’t be here to fulfil them. That.