It was the Instant Messaging system, letting Richard know one of his friends was online. Sure enough, moments later, a dirty joke surfaced in a small ...indow on the monitor. He snorted, and sent an equally dirty reply. As long as no one else looked at his system, they couldn't sue him for "unhealthy environment," right?Several others signed in, each with their own rejoinders. It was amusing, but soon settled down. After all, all of them were busy men, with companies to run. Richard concentrated. She must have been some 30+ years old lady and since I have always had the hots for elderly women, she caught my eye more than anyone else.She was wearing a normal kurta but the figurine was chiseled to perfection.A red top and a tight bottom.I could not take my eyes off her and I did do my share of ogling at her boobs and pointed nipples.The commute was short but I had the pleasure of being near her and rubbing against her shoulder.Often when there were sharp turnings, I would voluntarily fall. "I pulled out a pack of cards from my pocket. I shuffled them as they watched me for a minute, then I dealt a hand to each of us. I put the deck down and indicated to Rachel that she should show her cards. She flipped them over and she had a full house, queens over jacks. Then I had Jess show hers, and she had another full house, aces over kings. I flipped mine over revealing a royal flush."You set the whole night up! You're a card sharp!" Rachel exclaimed. "How come I never knew?" You don't. "Yum. Get over here, lover. I'm ready for another round."Hunh? My sweet Jennifer was a closet lesbian? The same woman who had been soconservative, she hadn't even owned a vibrator? I knew I'd changed her, butnot by that much. Or had I?The answer came floating back, like a whisper on the wind. '*...You willalways desire me, no matter what I look like...*'"Oh, fuck me!" I said aloud, smacking my forehead."Yes, exactly!" Jennifer smiled, and I realized yet again what a grade-Aimbecile I was. She.