I honestly did not expect this to happen. Sure I was a little disappointed, but if she didn’t like it then I wasn’t going to force it on her. I to...k her hand in mine and kissed the back of it. “So now what?” I asked, trying not to sound too disappointed. She sighed and sagged in on herself, her shoulders slumping. “I’m sorry. I ruined it didn’t I?” she said in a tiny voice, sounding like she was on the brink of tears. I pulled her to me, cradling her naked body against me, running my. .?”My right hand was hovering around one of her boobs and the pressure of my hand on her boob kept on increasing with every word she spoke. That was it. I couldn’t control it anymore and I pounced on my hot, sexy and busty neighbour like a wild cat. My lips were on her lips and we started kissing passionately. My left hand was around her waist and my right hand couldn’t stop hovering over her boobs, waist and butt.We were smooching each other like there was no tomorrow and Dipali was moaning. I was very proud of myself, I had finally gotten to cum inside a girl and I was in love with her and we professed that to each drunk as shit pretty quickly.While our sex life was good, it was mainly me. She was kinda uncoordinated and unathletic and our sex was mainly me just pounding her except for the occasional time she rode my dick. Her blowjobs got me hard, but could not even come close to making me cum. I was still in love though and it was awesome to have her in my life. Most of our sex. It was New Year’s Eve 1940 and there were drunken Germans everywhere.The Huns had rolled into Paris the prior June and helped themselves to everything; including Harry’s New York Bar. Harry’d closed-up shop and left. So, they needed a barkeep. I wasn’t Harry. But I WAS a barkeep. That led to an offer I couldn’t refuse.The Heinies were persuasive. It was either manage the place... “Or else.” People who didn’t cooperate were beginning to disappear; and, frankly, it was no skin off my nose. So I’d.