He was starved and his body was weak; he wasn’t in the position to be picky. He lingered at the edge of the forest and waited for dawn to break the...horizon. It was in the first hour of the day that usually marked the best opportunity to strike. The women would wake up first and go to the well or river to fetch water while the men slept. And it was always the young women who had to perform this task; if she was unmarried and living with her family, then her mother would delegate this task to. The promise of pleasure I was about to receive, the risky venue and the knowledge I was being a mischievous minx, was building my arousal from a slight dampness to a hot juicy wetness which worked in harmony with a low ache deep in my pubic mound. I needed relief and I wanted it with a hungry urgency!I raised one black suede booted foot onto the plush boardroom chair and watched as the hem of my black pleated skirt slid slowly, tantalisingly down from my lifted knee, past the lacy top of my. “Are you in the mood?”, and I replied who’s this then the reply came and I was shocked to see that. The reply was “The woman who gave you a hard on ” I was on cloud9 after seeing this. I never got any messages before and this was the first message and that too it was an invitation for losing my virginity.I did not think twice and I replied yes madam. Then, she told me to meet me in the changing room.As everyone was busy with their work, I left the place and went in changing room. She was. ’ ‘Evil boyfriend thing,’ Charles repeated slowly. ‘Okay. And am I?’ ‘You’re not evil,’ I replied. ‘Am I your boyfriend?’ ‘I don’t know. That’s kind of up to you, isn’t it?’ ‘Oh, no, it’s up to you.’ ‘Well, we did agree not to see other people. So I guess you sort of are. If that’s okay.’ What was I thinking? He probably didn’t want to be considered my boyfriend. With his life, on the road all the time, I was sure he didn’t want any kind of strings. But if that was the case, why had he been the.