A few days later,At around 6 30 PM which is my time everyday for the gym, i saw her downstairs, and greeted herMe : Hi! How are you?Pearl: hey I am fi...e. How are you?Me: I am awesome! Going to the gym? What are you doing?Pearl : came down for a walkMe : why don’t you start gym? Its better than walkingPearl : okay! I will be needing some help though about the workoutsMe : don’t worry i will help you.Pearl : okay will start the gym in a few daysMe : looking forward to it. *a momentary stare at. .. breasts. I imagined myself being asforward with Becca as fondling her breasts, last night. I had neverimagined having a pair of my own. They were cute little breasts, B-cupat best, but my nipples shot out like little toes. I raised my lefthand up my body, and it brushed against the protruding little nub. Theshock from the contact shot through my entire body.I peeked down further, and saw exactly what I had guessed. Nothing. Isat down on the edge of my bed, and bent over further to get a. Both men appeared to be late thirties,athletic build,both around six foot tall.One had short blond hair the other shoulder length brown.The brown haired man spoke up quickly and asked "what ya doin back in here?" and looked over to his friend with a smile.The blonde man said "Yeah...what you doing dressed like some girl?" Still is shock and fear of being caught. all i could say "I guess you were watching for a while, I'll just get dressed now".Both men look at each other and started walking. " Yeah, back home no man would ever tell a woman that he was fucking prostitutes. But in Thailand, they all talk about it, compare girls, and make recommendations for the best ones to seek out. There's a bar in Bangkok called the '69' where the women wear numbers. I know a man who claims to have fucked them all, from number one to number 69." April continued, "I don't think there's a man in Thailand, Thai or Farang, who hasn't fucked bar girls. We round-eyes just have to accept that. But.