When we were growing up in Chembur, Bombay weHad lots of fun with Kamvaali baais and these are fond memories now.This story is about my sexual adventu...es in America back in the late 80’sWhen I came here to study. I came to the University of Kentucky to study my Computer Engineering and lived withAn Indian family to cut down on my rent. This as a middle aged couple and theyHad a 19 year old daughter. As time went by I became very good friends with all of themAnd they were good people. I never. .all they wanted. I later found that I was sadly mistaken about this, and that I would not be allowed to get my own nuts off for a year. but that countless women would, in ways I could barely have imagined. I stood before the large entrance of the facility...the main entrance consisted of an enormous set of double doors, quite gothic in nature, and there were two large concrete lions guarding the doors, one on either side. I went inside and followed signs to the main reception desk, which was. Recently she has started sending me greeting cards. What makes it special are her kisses on it. She'd write her note and the she'd kiss on it to make the lovely impression of her beautiful thick well shaped lips! Well what a way to send greetings right?If you're reading this till now I know that you'd be wondering about the most obvious - the physical part aka the sexual. I hate to mention it here. I consider it as being disrespectful to her, her friendship and her trust even though I'm not. It wasn’t like she was unattractive. She just had an annoying habit of rubbing people up the wrong way with her abrasive manner. As she told him about her last vacation to Aruba , Paul found himself not really listening, but watching her lips move sensuously, exposing her teeth as she smiled. He noticed that she had boobs for the first time. They weren’t large by any means, but they did look inviting as they pressed against her shirt. He thought back to the day she had been in the.