Very sensual. Very romantic, too,” I agreed while soaping her up and fondling her flesh.“He was clearly shocked, though. He never saw it coming. P...or Kim had no clue. What is it with you men and not reading women’s signals? You’re not exactly subtle, are you? Seems that men have to be shown or told directly how a woman feels,” Melissa replied while groping and washing me.“That’s because, with few exceptions, men think on a different level or in a different frequency or something. We’re not. Her – I didn’t. You just told me.I didn’t know what to say to that. So I asked her,Me – What if I kissed you today?Her – Umm..I knew my hot junior girl didn’t wanna say anything like this. So I said, “Guess we will find the answer some other day.”We talked about it later and we both knew what we wanted.I texted her on Friday, “What are you doing this weekend?” and we made a plan for Sunday at her place. She lived with her 2 flatmates.I went to Deepika’s place and I brought her pasta. We ate. We drove around looking for a place to stay but couldn't find any vacancies in the area we were.The guy at the last motel told us to try a place and gave us the address. We drove out looking for the place and had no luck. We had no idea where we were anymore and the neighbor hood looked a little run down, I was getting a little scared. Marc saw a few guys walking down the sidewalk and said he would ask them for directions. He pulled over and I rolled down my window and called them over. The. She wondered if the other woman was anywhere near as aroused as she was, but before she could dwell on it her train of erotic thoughts was interrupted by Sunita’s beautiful voice delivered in perfect Queen’s English nurtured by years of very expensive British education. “Oh that’s no problem at all Lynda; you could have just called out from your stall. Poor darling, now see what you’ve done,” she said as she gestured for Lynda to come closer. She pointed at some unwashed foam in Lynda’s hair.