She also stopped responding to my mails, so I thought that maybe she wasn’t interested to talk anymore, or for whatever reasons it may be.I had almo...t forgotten about this incident, but to my surprise, one fine day I got a call from her, and she told me that she was waiting in Haldia station, and asked me to get there. I was really surprised, and half of me didn’t want to believe her, but anyways, her sweet voice kept echoing in my head, and I set out towards Haldia station. It’s a very small. I almost walked into the men's room, but caughtmyself at the last moment, veering into the women's room.A large mirror hung over the sinks and I looked at myself. My hair washoney-colored and very long. Turning around, I saw that it just touchedthe top of my butt. My ass was huge and round. Each ass cheek thrustboldly into my swimming trunks, creating a prominent shelf just below mylower back. I bounced on my toes and saw how my entire rear jiggled inresponse, settling long moments after. She’s probably right. BUT, and this is important, I’ve set a course for myself to make good, intimate female friends where sex is not only not part of the relationship, but not even possible.”“The way you’re doing with me.”“Yes. And with a new doctor friend of mine. It’s a very, very new experience.”“Wait a minute! You’ve had sex with every female friend you’ve ever had?”“Close.”“Wow. So two dozen was a low number?”“By at least a factor of four or five, yes.”“Then I am very, very special and. We never even had sex in the living room, let alone outdoors."It's festival weekend, nobody is going to be out patrolling the grounds. Trust me," she said. I couldn't help but wonder if she was speaking from experience.I drove for a few miles, hoping that the further we got out of town, the more traffic would thin out. We finally saw a driveway with a clearing that was hidden from the road by a row of trees. It was now or never. I realized that my wife was too drunk to get out of the van or get.