It is treated like that hot pan on the stove. "No! Don't touch!"That's fine for hot pans. The prohibition on touching them lasts a lifetime. Not so wi...h sex, though. The problem is that all those adults who were so intent on stopping kids from having sex, never explained that it was the only way to get through the non-reasoning childhood times, and that when the child is all grown up, sex is fine, great, wonderful, and should be a favorite pastime. And if they do try to explain it, they fuck it. I was getting kind of embarrassed and a bit awkward by their approach, and just ignored them. They were looking like Iranian or Arab Muslim guys, but I was not sure. My food came, and I started having it. All of a sudden, the first guy who was sitting opposite to me came near my table and just sat opposite. He said, “Hi, I am Mohammed Asheel from Dubai. We just came to India for closing a business deal and are going back tomorrow night. You look so beautiful, what’s your name please?” He was. He told that the friend would arrive soon as he was also the maintenance stuff of the building thus he had the keys to the place. He told me that I can start stripping while waitig the friend. I had just taken of my tshirt when the friend came into the room. He was a short and bald guy with a belly. After exchanging the greetings, I continued taking my clothes off. They did the same. After we were all naked except our shoes, the friend asked me to go into the heating room and wash my butt crack. Above the louder and louder snores, she burst out: "You know what bullies are. They're all cowards. That's what you are. You're nothing but a pack of cowards!"The floor of the stateroom trembled as though a huge wave had hit the ship. The wooden walls of the stateroom cracked. They crumbled as if made of matchsticks. A roaring gale arose and blew the ceiling away. Above, towered massive black storm clouds. The axemen stood in terror until two lightning flashes destroyed their axes and felled.