It was a picture of me getting into my car out front. From the clothes I was wearing I'd guess the picture had been taken this morning. I began to pan...c a little. Should I call the police? Maybe I could explain it was a sexual game taken too far ... I decided to leave the police out of it. What could they do? I knew nothing about this guy, They'd want to see my e-mails and that would be far too humiliating. Besides did I REALLY want to stop him? I played the battle out in my head back and. They occupied about a third of her boobs and were like small saucers. The nipple itself was of pale pink color I started feeling up and fondling her boobs with my hands. I was pressing the nipples or bringing the knockers together.blood was pulsing in my temples. When I got enough of playing with her boobs I focused my attention on her bosom. I thrust my hand under her panties to feel her bush. I thrust the hand even deeper in her panties and felt her vulva lips. I was very-very careful. Now who’s hungry?” I yelled with a stupid grim on my face. Everybody start to hoop and hauler as I got down and walk over to the out house the land lord has made. Getting done I walked over and got another beer. Went over and got a burger and hotdog and sat by the fire. When I’m high I love to stare at fire it calms me down watching the flame dance around. I was so into the fire I didn’t hear marks girlfriend call my name, So she grabbed my shoulder and I jumped out of my trance. “Oh, hey Amy. Rakhi got happy with this. As she believed me much.Then we started our journey for Jaipur Tour, boarded Rajdhani and got the seats. Rakhi was in her saree and I was in my jeans and t-shirt. Amit was as casual as ever. While we were on travel, I noticed many times Amit staring at me, and whenever I look back at him, he turn the direction. And always trying to hide something over his pant pocket. At the beginning I was ignoring, later on I discovered that my t-shirt was so transparent, that Amit.