"The trouble is we live apart and only see each other at weekends."Wait a minute!" I pretended to gasp, "Did you say she?"Elizabeth stared at me nervo...sly as she waited for my response todevelop. Then she whispered."Yes." You're telling me you're gay!" I whispered hoarsely, pretending to notlet the other's hear."Yes."I paused making the pretence of thoughtfulness."But being gay doesn't stop you having children, it's your partner then." Yes." "Does she not like children or is she afraid to. It needed to be much more important to be a good story. So, Steven cleared his throat and began in his best story-telling voice.ONCE UPON A TIME, long ago but not so very far away, there was a peaceful little village that knew little of the world outside its cluster of huts and the meeting hall where they gathered for festivals and councils. The village had occupied this little spit of land for as long as any could remember. They supplied their own needs and fed themselves from their gardens. She fell on my chest. Her big boobs came and crashed on to my chest. When I was about to kiss her lips, she again went back by avoiding the kiss and said “No.” My mood got spoiled and I was about to turn towards the bathroom. She now pulled me and gave me a tight lip kiss.I was shocked because I didn’t ever expect this movement from her. I moved my hands around her waist and pulled her more towards me. Then I inserted my hand inside her skirt but above the panty. She gasped again and her hand. I reached home and made excuses to my mom.That I am not feeling well and that she and dad can attend the marriage. They left and my mind started flying.I quickly took bath.Got ready.Picked her purse.And reached her place.! It was around 9 pm and the weather was awesome.I was getting goosebumps. I rang the bell and she opened the door with an inviting smile. Now let me describe Urvashi.She must be in her late thirties, height around 5ft 5inches.Long black hair neatly tied and very fair.