I washed her tees, denims, kurti, undies and towel. I came out of washroom after 40 min or so. I saw that she was lying on bed and watching TV. I said...her that now that I’m done with washing all the clothes, let me have my 10 sec of enjoyment. She started laughing again and said to me that she wasn’t serious and said all that just for fun. I was disappointed. I left for the door. She ran towards me and said, idiot, touch it, I won’t say anything. I looked at her for a moment and quickly removed. I amso happy for Jen. As soon as her Masters is confirmed she is going tomove to France to live with Julian and do her doctorate at the Sorbonne.I wish her all the happiness in the world.( thank you, it seems that you have turned into a sex mad slapper whilstI have been away. I told you that you were moving to the better team.-Jen)October 20th 2013Jen has just moved to France, having had her Masters confirmed. I thoughtI would be lonely when she left but my sex life has kept me quite. I could feel my belt buckle being loosened and the buttons on my jeans being undone as my shoes were removed. Slipping my pants over my hips, I could hear a surprised giggle, as I wasn’t wearing any underpants. They were all in the laundry so I had to go without that day. I was stretched out on a Tutors desk blindfolded and cuffed without a single piece of clothing on. In any man’s language, that was a compromising position and I promise it felt like that. Next to me, I could hear the rustle. ”After the second shot we went back to the beer which soothed the heat in our throats. I noticed that Beth was beginning to rock slightly in her chair, little sister was getting tipsy. We talked for another hour and hit the beer and tequila steadily. By the time the moon had crossed over our heads we were both well on the way to being drunk. I was telling her about my job and the people I worked with when she asked me about the guy at my door earlier. “He’s kinda cute, is he married?” she.