I thought you would despise me if I did what I wanted to do."Her tongue was tracing erotic pathways along his ear, down his neck, back up to his lips....She kissed him hotly. Their mouths worked together; their tongues entangled in a lusty tango."I wish I'd known that, Lola. I would have broken down palace gates to get to you if I'd thought you'd have me at the end. As it was, I've been thinking about you for years-wishing there had been some way to get through that haughty Spanish wall you. At the same time, I was curious about Annika and her life. I wanted to be a writer and left on the freighter to go to Paris where many of my favorite writers lived in the twenties. I was disillusioned with America, its crass commercialism and the emptiness that clashed with my idealism. I wanted to feel alive. I wanted experiences so that my stories would come out of my life. I wanted to meet people, hear their stories and spent many hours on the ship talking to the other sailors, learning who. I was used to surprise my patrons. This justified the high rates I came with. He walked to the safe and brought out 35 k in 1000 Rs notes which I promptly put in my purse. I was also in demand because I never refused to do anything a patron demanded. I turned around and raised my hands. Mr Kuberan undid the lace of my bra and released my cone like breasts with pinkish nipples. I turned around to give him a view of my B cups which were neither too large nor too small. I helped him out of his T. At first it was just general conversation but more and more the conversation began to turn to sex.As we talked they began to lightly explore my body with their fingertips. They were still teasing. They didn't grab or grope. It was all very tender, very arousing. It was unlike what I had experienced with any of the guys that I had enjoyed a sexual relationship with in the past. There was none of the urgency you felt as you grappled with a young man and worked quickly to get each other's clothing.