He had a bag in his hand. I was so glad to see him. We sat down on the plush cream-colored loveseat. He handed me a box from the bag and said to me �...I bought you something.’ I smiled as I opened to see what was inside. I opened the box and saw these three sashes. One was soft pink and the other two were lilac. All three of the sashes were made of 100% silk which made them very, very soft to the touch. The soft pink was the deluxe sash and it had a Swarovski crystal butterfly on it. ‘You. Our kisses became more and more passionate and our hands roamed softly over our bodies as we caressed each other in our new-found passion. Slipping my hands to her back I unclasped Annie's bra and allowed it to fall away from her body. Two beautiful and still firm breasts met my gaze, the pale pink areolae surrounding two stiffened nubs rising to our mutual passion."Oh Ben," she sighed as my lips closed around her nipple. "If only we'd known." We know now, my love," I replied, between moving. He hears a soft sound coming from one of the rooms nearby, causing him to pause and wonder if he should have waited until it was later before so readily entering.As he continues his ninja movements the noise grows louder and becomes instantly recognizable, it's the unmistakable sounds of pleasure moans.'Don't be sidetracked' he tries to tell himself but it's of no use because lately he has discovered something more than the love of just house breaking, only before it had been at apartment. But sometimes things take a different turn altogether and you realize that sex is a method of expressing liberation.Its only that the young women until now have been trained not to express it and the old men are warned against exercising it. But, change is permanent and I realized this in a very pleasant way. It was the usual rainy morning of Mumbai with Dark clouds, and thin traffic (all thanks to fear of 26/7). I was early in my department. It was empty, as nobody had turned in. I wondered.