At least that’s what I told myself. Whatever I need to believe in order to sleep at night, you know? That night as I lay on my bed, thinking naughty...thoughts of Adam Picard, I smiled to myself. I figured there was nothing wrong with my feminine fantasies. Adam and I come from different worlds. We could never be together. Romeo and Juliet would have an easier time together than a Muslim gal who is interested in being with a Christian man. Trust me. And yet, amazingly, that’s what Fate had in. She took my cock and rubbed it on her cheek – the soft, warm skin sending shivers of pleasure through me. Her hands moved gently caressing my thighs, exposed abdomen, my balls, and the base of my shaft. She kept my skin guessing where the pleasure would come from next. Her fingertips settled on different spots only long enough to set off nerves and moved to stimulate elsewhere. All her motions orbited the action of her lips moving up and down on my cock. Occasionally she’d put her hands on my. I only wanted chips, but they tempted me to also buy some costly chocolate bars. 75 Rs for a bar. Damn it !! what does it contain for 75 Rs. Let me try it, I picked up two. There was a cute baby there at the snacks section trying to open the chocolate bars wrapper. A very calm and a sorry looking face this kid had.It immediately brought a smile in my ever frowning face. She was trying to bite the cover, tear it, but no use. Her mouth was already watering. I tried to take the chocolate from her. He looked over at his assistant."Elizabeth, you talk to Denise, don't you?" Yes, Stan?" Does she think there's more to her and me than friendship?" What makes you ask that?" Elizabeth..." there was a hint of a whine in Stan's voice."Denise has just asked if she and you can go for a meal tonight. There's no need to jump to conclusions," Elizabeth calmly replied"Look, we — I thought — Denise is — I dunno, we're good friends, but..."Elizabeth looked at Stan calmly, but he could see the concern in.