A smile forms on your lips as you sensuously take your first sip wondering what is to come. You take in the elegance of the suite. The sitting room le...ding to the bedroom and balcony. Beyond the classic elegance of the Paris skyline. Unbuttoning your blouse you drop it to the floor by the door. Wandering to what you assume to be the bathroom door, your shoes are next followed by your trousers. Entering the bathroom you glance back to see the seductive trail of clothes you’ve left. The bathroom. I caught sight of myself, reflected in one of the living room windows. I looked like that creepy old guy I had seen at the steakhouse. I had seen myself, all those years ago. And I had felt something, an eerie premonition of events to come, looking at that old haggard face.My decision made, I had no time to loose. I had somewhere to be.It appeared that I was semisolid. As long as you didn't look at me in direct light, I was normal. I was like a hologram, not like a stereotypical ghost. I could. Her stop came and i shook her like anything to wake her up and she thanked me for waking her up but i took it for giving massage to her boobs. Then i came home and masturbated seeing all those pics and cummed on my phone seeing her panty. Then i cleaned my phone connected it to my lap and upload the pics of hers and deleted it from my mobile. It was one of the advantages in my college that teachers have to share their email address with their students just for clearing doubts. . . So i know. She was tall, had glossy jet-black hair in the standard pony tail, pleasant face, freckles and no makeup or jewelry. But those clothes! Long, baggy and hide-it-all. Hmm, might need some attention there.Turning towards Bob, I told her, "And this is..."He reached his hand out and told her, "Bob Reynolds." She readily grasped his, and they stood there looking at each other. Now I've known Bob for years, and he always just does a quick shake and release with someone new. Not this time; they just.