. well, I didn’t really remember much. I had slightly dark circles beneath my eyes, but they’d go away. There was something about my reflection in...the mirror. For the first time in years, it matched the way I thought about myself. Unless I was actually looking in a mirror, I felt ageless. I still thought of myself as a seventeen-year-old but was trapped in a fat, aging body that didn’t get out much. But the crows’ feet that reminded me of my age on most mornings were gone. Smooth. Skin without. ” She went to her own bedroom and came back in what probably was improvised, but with a couple of negligees over a little nightie, and dark gartered hose. She turned on some music and began a stripping dance, which we vaguely remembered from a movie of Mata Hari. After she started flaring the second negligee, she scolded, “Why the fuck isn’t you playing with yourself? This time, let it spray and I’m going to lick it off. Think of that as practice for when the Others say it’s oral time.”With. He must have seen the look of consternation on my face, saying, “Don’t worry! Were not done yet!” and pushed himself back in. Before I knew it, he had rolled us over, so I was on top. My breasts dangling in front of his face. “When you feel comfortable.” he said, nipping at my prominently displayed nipples, his hands resting on my hips. “But I don’t know what to do?” “Of course you do!” he answered lifting my hips upward. I felt him start to slide out, and sat feeling him sink back in. I rose. Over the last year or so, my lifehas changed a lot. One thing I have discovered about myself is that Ilove to dance. I know I am better at it than anything I have tried myhands on till now. I think it is something I want to take up moreseriously, maybe even professionally later. I am not sure about takingup a role in the company. I think Rohan would be best placed for that. Iwas stunned. Rohan just stared. My mind started working the way itusually does when faced with a difficult client and I.