I opened the door and was stunned to see the beauty and elegance standing before me. She was wearing a red saree wand wore a small pendant chain that ...nly accentuated her beauty and elegance. She looked like a newly married woman on her first night. I stood speechless admiring this beauty. While, I don’t want to describe myself, I feel that I need to describe myself here.I am an average looking guy. I was wearing clean white dhoti and a light blue coloured shirt, in a typical Tamilian attire. I. One day wasover - four more to go. She could handle this aspect offemininity. So much for Jason saying she wasn't womanenough to endure the pain and discomfort but was just awimp boy inside who would freak out at the first sign ofblood! The new Jennifer could be proud that she was able tohandle her first period as well as any woman did!So she pulled herself together and put a smile on her face."All I said was my boobs are aching... I never said Icouldn't handle a period. I've done fine so far,. She sipped her drink and then said simply, “Well, are we doing this or not?”I took a big gulp of my beer and stood up and took her hand and headed for the door. Alicia guided me down the street to a quiet little Italian eatery and we began having just a great time. She laughed at the stories and jokes that Tonia had long turned deaf and and tired to, and she seemed genuinely pleased to have an evening out with a guy who could speak in full sentences! The wine flowed freely but still I jumped. Hugging each other tightly, our bodies rolled two-three times all over the bed.Then I took my hand over to her panty. She had joined her legs tightly. I gently rubbed the front of her panty. Feeling wetness near things I whispered her to open the legs. I wanted to touch all of her wet panty. She’s innocently refused by mildly shaking her head. My virgin was scared!Kissing her forehead, I requested again. This time, she hid her face inside my chest and my exploring fingers felt that her legs.