Lexi and I shared only a quick hug and an air kiss, our real goodbyehaving been earlier in the church yard. I had very mixed feelings asthey were driv...n away by Grost's Gestapo driver. I was sad to see Lexigo, and ashamed of how suspicious I'd been of her at first. I nowappreciated that all she had ever wanted from me was my friendship."The first thing I'm going to do," said Helmut, as he watched them go,"is to have that verdammt interrogation area dismantled and the 'tools'restored to their. " "Mindy's awake...and watching us," I whispered back. "Who cares. It's time she knew about screwing," a giggling Sueanswered, startling me with her reply, "fuck me now...I mean it!" Unsure of what to do, yet wanting to finish this episode oflovemaking, I slowly renewed my thrusting. I could see Mindy quite clearly out of the corner of my eye. Her free arm was moving rhythmically and I could see that it was thrust under the sleeping bag cover. There could be little doubt. No, rich bitch was a lifestyle. It included days at the country club, with drinks starting at lunchtime, unless there were bloody Marys or screwdrivers available earlier. For many of them, there was a variety of pills that helped them "cope with things." Thank God my mother hadn't gone that far and was able to pace herself with the drinks so she didn't became falling down drunk.And then there was the shopping. Clothes, jewelry, cars, houses. Find the best of them and convince your husband to. She asked me, “How do you imagine me, Vinay, and what do you do while imagining me?”I looked up into her eyes as she stood beside me. She kept her hands on my shoulders. She again asked me, “What do you do, Vinay? Tell me.” I was sort of embarrassed. I did not know what to do. I looked at her and replied, “Well, you know what men do when they imagine a hot, beautiful sexy woman.”I could smell the lovely scent of her body. I could feel the heat of her hot body as she stood very close beside me..