But we have never talked before. So I thought of saying hi and it went well for the first few days.Almost after a month, we exchanged our numbers. She...is doing her engineering in Chennai, so she comes rarely to Coimbatore. So during her visit, we thought of hanging out.We were eagerly planning for this day and finally, the day arrived. I picked her near her house. We went to have a coffee and we came back to the car soon. I just made her comfortable and held her hand.I was pressing harder and. I knew that if I didn't keep our sex interesting she would be back to her old ways and I would be the victim this time.Though by all appearances Linda was a lady, at the core she was pure slut. She even admitted, if she hadn't met her husband at 15, she would have become a total slut. Though that hadn't happened, I believe a propensity toward slutishness is not environmental as much as I feel some women are just predisposed to be slutty and if you placed them in the right situation and hit all. " I walk you around the side of my truck opening the door for you to climb in, as you climb up you flash your panties at me and I nearly blow my load right there in the driveway. You settle in while I make my way around to the driver's side. I climb in with you staring at me smirking, "can you drive with that between your legs?" I reply "I guess I don't have a choice." You are hiding something in your hand, but I cannot till what it is. I start the truck, "So where am I taking you?" You lean. As soon as we boarded the plane and sat down, I could feel Galatea’s stress wash away. She reached over and held my hand, rested her head on my shoulder and got comfortable for the flight. The flight attendants did their spiel, walked up and down the aisles checking our seatbelts, and got ready for take off. The flight attendant in our part of the plane was drop-dead gorgeous. Her uniform hugged her curves and really showed off her hourglass figure. I couldn’t look away as she walked past us.