..by you. We all knew whatdamage it could do in the wrong hands, so we hushed the whole thing up.I'm sure you know all this, since you probably kept t...ack of theinvestigation."She stopped massaging Michelle's breasts and walked to a chair nearby. Shesettled into it and resumed her story. "What you didn't know, was that azealous young detective was already hot on your trail. She had alreadyfigured out that you were behind the whole thing. Unfortunately, once yougot hold of the bodysuit, you. S. that had been pretty popular for a while. Not my kind of book but chicks really seemed to like it. The only reason I remembered it was this: The author had the same name as mine! Yes, it had been a conversation starter a couple of times but everyone back home knew I wasn't That Guy. Apparently here in Japan, they did not know that. I got my phone out, spent five minutes cursing while I got the wifi, and googled the shit out of the author. I went to images and blinked a couple of times.. Though I thought I could really care about this person. The sad thing is that this outlook on love and sex is feminine in itself. The masculine sexuality is objectifying in itself. And the paradox to this is equal in my alternative view of my gender. Isn't fetishizing wearing womans clothes materialistic? I feel like our view point on how a woman should dress is a fetish itself. A woman wears no hair on her body, bright colorful clothing and underwear to feel sexy. It is tight fitting to shape. She ate my lips, licked my chest and ducked my dick. We fucked in missionary position and then she came on top of me. I came in the condom while she was on top of me. We both sweated enough and were satisfied. She fell on me and kissed me deeply.Reena: What would I have done, if you were not around?Me: the good thing is I am, and we are fucking insane about each other bodies.Reena: You are the most satisfying guy, love you.Me: Love you too Chachi.Reena: Don’t call me chichi, I am just Reena for.