It was Joe's mother saying that they'd all had too much to drink to drive home so they were getting hotel rooms and would be home in the morning. Joe'... mind went immediately into high gear.A week ago he had been given a small glassine envelope containing a small white pill. "It'll get you into any girl you want," he'd been told by his older friend. "Put it in a coke or anything and wait a few minutes." Hey Pauline... have you ever had coke with an aspirin in it? When our parents were our age. I noticed and tried to concentrate again. But I could nearly feel his tongue circling my nipple. Only when I tried to reread the last paragraph I realized that I could feel it. Really feel it. But it was my finger, idly circling my now hard nipple.Groaning I tossed the book aside. Lying down on the bed I closed my eyes. Slowly I let my hand run over my naked body. My skin felt soft to the touch, still wet were my long wet hair had been.What did he see in me? Even with my slender hands I could. “You just like fuching but yes I will marry you be because you don’t stink!” Ekatrina replied, “Where the hell is the candle.”“Here madam,” said Aachen from the shadows where he had been lurking.“You pervert!” Ekatrina exclaimed.‘Crack!’ went Aachen’s jaw bone as Boris finally lost it and floored the ageing pervert with a badly aimed upper cut to the solar plexus which hit him squarely on the jaw.“Ooh Boris!” Ekatrina exclaimed and rushed to embrace him, “You did that for me!”“Yes,” Boris. When I reached the top, I even put my hand under the bottom of her shalwar and caressed some of the area that was not visible to me.She took the hint and pulled her shalwar further to expose her knees. I worked above, below and around her knees until she finally told me to stop and prepare her bath.This became a routine for each morning until she went back to Lahore. She would ask me to rub oil on her calves every morning. When I was finished, she would ask me to prepare her bath. There was one.