Her nervous, embarrassed compulsion to cover herself as much as possible. Yet, the fire from the barrel bathed her in waves of blistering heat. Its fo...ked spew of flickering yellow and orange light casting away the shadows of all the figures surrounding her and it. Casting away the sparks and ashes of all she had left to own in this world. There, into that rusted old oil drum, had she deposited the very clothes from her back… right down to her last pair of clean, cotton panties. Mother had. It was probably something completely harmless, not frightening at all. After all, why would a machine designed for pleasure have any remotely harmful pieces?Still just the slightest bit worried, she picked up the remote control and sat down in the chair again. She scooted in to a comfortable position and rested there for a minute. Not surprisingly, the chair was ergonomically designed for maximum comfort and relaxation, aside from the spread legs. Even the arms in the shoulder loops were fine. I told him that I would strip for him but said nothing about masturbating. I wanted it to be a surprise. He said he would love to watch me strip from my uniform after he got off work and accepted an invitation to my room, even arriving with a gift of premium Tequila. After a wonderful little party where I stripped and danced naked for him, I told him I wanted to thank him for the gift of Tequila by doing something special. He answered, and with a side of sarcasm, said, "As if stripping nude and. We kept playing the touchy-feely game all day.As I passed, she held my hand and asked for permission to drink water. I kept my hand casually on her back whenever she signed for additional sheets. At the bell, everyone left except for Piyali. She proposed we go to a cafe for my treat. On the way, I asked her:Sourav: Can we leave my bags at my place?Piyali: Oh yes, no problemThe tension increased as we reached my flat. Both of us wanted to hug desperately, but who would make the first move?I held.