As I was very close to final shudders, her head vanished, probably since they wondered off from the view, away from the cafe's window. This threw me o...f my rhythm completely. I fumbled with myself a little more in confusion, but soon I realised that there was no way I’d end up coming. Which was fine, by the way. I'd found the whole scene very satisfying anyway. My mug of untouched cold instant coffee still stood on the window-seat next to me. I looked at it in amazement, wondering why I even. I asked if everything was OK, and he said "I'm sorry to bother you, I just thought you might appreciate a second opinion". As soon as he said that, I got the impression he wanted a look as well. I covered my tits with my arm, and still in my panties opened the door and said "I'm not sure how to put on the next bathing suit, can you help me?". He smirked and walked in the dressing room without anything else said, looked at me and said "no one can linger in the hall" and smirked. So I stood there. Her lips were over mine, her tongue inside my mouth. It’s so true that Bengali chicks are very horny and very wild. This girl was getting over me. As much as she was silent in the car, she was ten times more wild in the park seat.She was grabbing my dick over my pants. I was grabbing her boobs over her top and pressing, squeezing them like wild mangoes in my hand. She didn’t let us breathe and she was kissing me as wild as she can. We both had forgotten the existence of others since all were. I almost stopped dressing altogether, and was ready to throw mymeager stash of clothes away, when the worst thing that could possiblyhappen, happened.Some time had passed by now. I was excelling in band and chorus classes,and a couple of others I liked, but the ones I hated, I barely got mygrades up at the end of each quarter to pass. I still dressed once in awhile, but only when my parents were gone overnight. Even then, now, myone brother was old enough to stay home, too. I was drinking.