She started to move her head towards the front and back slowly. I understood that she was on track. I placed my full palm on her right boob and starte... to press it.She jumped suddenly and struggled to take my hand away. But I didn’t leave her, and I started pulling her nipple hardly.Sarah: (whispered) Varun, please leave me. This is not the right place. What if someone sees?Me: you’re scared if someone watches, right? What if we continue where there’s no one to disturb us?I looked towards her. D'you know you're the first real engineer I've ever known? Well, you are. And I find the heart of a poet and the heart of an artist and the heart of a warrior ... all those different hearts, beating right here..." and she kissed my chest."You're serious," I said.She looked up at me with those clear blue eyes. "Stoney, we used the 'L-word'. Isn't that the epitome of 'serious'? I know it's not, not with a lot of people, but I thought that you..." I was dead serious, Jo, my little flower. I. ‘Mmmm, Lovely isn’t it…’ I said, leaning forward onto both hands on the counter. She fingered through some papers and started typing into the computer then looked up over the rim of her glasses, ‘It rains like this half the time here, I think it sucks, but we try to keep our customers happy.’ ‘No honey… your perfume’, I raised my nose slightly and took in a tester’s whiff ‘…’Lovely”. Her fingers stopped and her head rose from her work. She gave me a thorough once-over, as if searching my. He considered that it must be accidental but the hand didn't move away. Instead, it started to grope his round bubble butt roughly and he could feel a hard bulge pressing into his back.With his long blonde hair, he thought, 'Maybe from behind he thinks I'm a girl.' Although, most girls he knew would have belted a fella for this and he was letting it happen. Judging by how hard he was getting, he had to admit to enjoying it too. When he tried to turn his head to see his abuser, the hand slipped.