.." Don't," I said, standing up and walking toward her. She met me a little short of halfway, flinging her arms around me in a tight embrace, and star...ing to cry as she buried her face in my shoulder. That struck me as odd, too. Had I grown? I gave her a reassuring squeeze and guided her to the couch, sitting her down and squatting in front of her. I grabbed the box of tissues off the coffee table and held it out to her."Are you always this emotional when you're cycling?"She gave that barking. Kavi: it’s ok dear.Deepak: hey, today you took rocky’s name too often why?Kavi: I liked it and got me the mood. I try to get an orgasm by at least imagining him. Do you like it?Deepak: like “What”?Kavi: the “Thought” that rocky is fucking your wife.Deepak: hmm. I don’t know. But it got me very much excited.Kavi: did you imagine him fucking me?Deepak: no.Kavi: please tell me frankly. Please be open.Deepak: hmmm actually I imagined that he was fucking you.Kavi: only today or for the past one. They obviously agreed s at that age they were amazed by what was going on. She then made them stand and they obeyed, she told them to folllow but not touch untill told. She made them stand infront of us and she told them they also have to strip and they both shyly agreed. She then unbuttoned one of their pants and told the other girl to do the same. Now both the boys were in their underwears. She asked them if they would like to go further they said yes. So the girls removed their underwears. I was not planning to remain alone a long time and I was going to use my best asset: my ass.My budget being tight I was obliged to make the journey by bus. Paris-Marseille is 12 hours. Then I took another bus to Béziers and one for the Cape d'Agde.What a journey! I flirted with boys to pass the time... It's not like I am constantly aroused but when I fancy someone I can be more than accommodating to them.In my everyday life I am not a wimp, but sexually, it is not at all the same thing. I knew.