I knew that she’d either broken up with her boyfriend or maybe even gotten back together with him. Either way, I should have given her some time an... space.I was furious with myself for messing this up because I really felt like there was something between Summer and I. I didn’t really know what it was, but I felt an instant connection with her that I hadn’t had that with anyone since my time with Melissa. It was a rough couple of weeks with a lot of drinking and self-loathing, but I resigned. I scrubbed and scrubbed with soap and a wash cloth and got the majority of it off then decided to head to the kitchen and see Kassy. “Good morning sweetie” she said over a cup of coffee. She was sitting at the kitchen table wearing a pink hooded sweatshirt and the same extra short maroon shorts that she had been wearing the first time I was in her house. “Have a seat Ryan, we need to talk” she said calmly as she pushed a chair out for me with her foot across the table from me. “Did you enjoy. ”“So were all of us when we started NIKA!”“It’s very different in an entrepreneurial environment. You’ve seen how things are here. Everyone wears formal business clothes - suits, skirt or pantsuits, or dresses.”“I suppose, but I trust Bo because he’s smart, not because he wears a suit while he’s driving his spreadsheet!”“When’s the last time you saw someone dressed casually in a bank? And I don’t mean customers. It’s about public perception. You should know that, big brother.”“Sure, a public. My husband introduced to both of them, one was Sameer, & other was Rakesh. Both were good built & good looking. My hubby asked me to sit in between them on the sofa. My husband went to sit on the other side of the room. They both greeted me & smiled. They praised my body & long hair. As they, both were long hair lover, I could see a little hard on in their pants. I told them that one person would fuck me at a time not two. Also reminded them that no fucking in ass. They agreed. I said who so.