I then noticed he was again looking back towards me, a much pleasured expression on his face.I had never been with, nor ever considered doing somethin... like that myself, but as odd as it was, and as I felt about it ... seeing it had become curiously arousing. I found it very strange to feel myself as excited and as horny as I was, seeing the three of them together like this. By this time of course, I was no longer trying to pretend I wasn't aware of what was going on. My eyes were glued to the. "We've discussed this before, that what we've been doing is 'making love'. There's a difference between making love and fucking. Farm animals fuck because there is no love between them. With humans, if both partners do things with love and consideration for the other partner, it's not fucking, it's making love." I paused and looked at her and saw that she'd understood what I'd just said."The first night, I did things that brought you to an orgasm, and while the activity was delightful for me, I. Let’s start with sexting-Manpreet- Hi!Me- Hey hi, how are you? Manpreet- I am good and what about you? BTW, I want to ask something.Me- Me, good too, yes tell me what you want to ask.Manpreet- The other day on function your hands were not in the right place.Me- Sorry, I didn’t get you.Manpreet- Oh really? Is it so or you pretending you don’t know?Me- Tell me what happened. I don’t have any idea on which subject are you talking about?Manpreet- See don’t try to act smart. I am really upset. The. "You thought you were in love a couple of times, but those experiences paled in comparison to your dearly departed fiancé." She's dead to me!" he typed uproariously.The Soprano's accent was almost audible and Elaine laughed out loud. Remembering their previous conversation, she typed, "Um, but you were angry and annoyed and confused when she left, though in the recesses of your mind you always thought there was something wrong, though she denied it." Public record." He added a smiley with its.