- Yeah, I am. We've got problems coming up. There are about 14m more males than females in the world at the moment, and 9m of those are in the categor... from 15-59. How can we have equal rights when we don't have even numbers? We'd lose every vote if it were on purely gender lines.- But what difference does that make; you never have any votes or anything, which are like the whole world.- Okay, bad example, take the US, there are loads more men than women. No wonder we've never had a woman. Then I told him for chatting and we seat in his bed. I come to know that his name is debu. He is from a remote village. He is a bachelor guy and looking badly for a job. He is as dark as coal in skin tone. But has a muscular body that any woman will be turned on for sex. I was watching his bare chest with thick hair. I was in my pink color lingerie of knee length. And I made a bun with hair. He was also watching me. We were sitting face to face. Then I went for bath. As I stated earlier I am. ..” Susan said standing. She took off her sweater gingerly, revealing her breasts underneath- squeezed and overflowing out of her bra. “No. Way.” Susan said, her mouth hanging open. Polly looked her over in amazement. “So... did the game...” she said incredulously. Susan just laughed, turning away, and undoing her bra. She took it off, and let out a coo of relief. “Wow.” she said, cradling her somewhat larger breasts in her hands. “Yeah, I'm a cup size bigger. Easily a cup size bigger.” Susan. I lay down on my bed. I could not get that Mulberry boy out of my mind. I could feel my privates secreting. I rubbed my breast tentivly, working my way to my belly then to my pubic bone. I started rubbing my slippery slit, letting out a soft moan, imagining that handsome boy touching me. The sensation lightly traveling across my body, a pleasure I haven’t felt since I lived in Japan. Then I quickly stopped myself, feeling disappointed. I was a lot older than that boy; I should be able to.