Just a quick one, I didn’t want her to know I was checking her out. She then looked over to me, smiled then nodded, and I returned the hello. Her fa...e was certainly good looking, sharp chin, a small mouth which looked cute when she smiled, long eyelashes, and I thought I saw green eyes. Her skin was pale, not tanned so I guessed she had not seen much sun as of late. I had always been pale myself, and burned easily. I was very shy at this age and I was still a virgin. I had not had a girlfriend. Was she going to spread rumor's that I was gay? I'm not gay I just... Tom is just blowing me... That does make me gay does it?Tom was in the zone. Slurping up my cock, his saliva running everywhere. He pulled me out of his mouth and looked up at me, his hand still slowly jerking off my shining wet cock."I thought she would never leave! Now I know why you fuck her so hard, to get her to shut the fuck up." And he was back down again on my cock. I was still a little buzzed, but now fully awake I. The wives will fill their time meeting other bored wives for tiffin, arranging flowers, and drinking – lime cordial to start with – then adding a tot of gin to give it, and them, some sparkle. It is not unknown for bored, neglected, drunken, white women to go native, and have affairs with young Indian or Eurasian men...”“Eurasian?”“Someone of mixed race. Usually, in fact always, a European father and an Indian mother. As some wag once put it, ‘Necessity is the mother of invention and father of. We both were. But it wasn’t like the earth moved and time stopped. I think we were both mature enough to treat it as two young people enjoying their bodies and having fun. Not much more than that. We weren’t committing to anything more than that. But still, I was happy to be around her.While she was doing that, I learned about my own desires and how to push down the need for immediate gratification, as well as the crippling inferiority I felt inside as she unabashedly flirted, teased and played.