But then this began to bore me... I still was only getting off with my toys, and online play was no fun after I came and returned to my baseline of se...f-loathing.I wanted not only to be seen as a sexy siren, but also to be valued for my brains, my sensuality and my personality.Online only achieved one of those....Then fate intervened.A fate that changed everything....But at the time I simply thought it would be great to show my asshole of an ex that I had moved on... even though I hadn't.By. " Wow, that is pretty old!" Mounika teased."Whatever!She approached and hugged me. "But you know I love it!". She kissed me. "So a bomb shelter? How boring. I think it would be much more fun to keep sex slaves here." You are crazy!" I said kissing her again."Yes crazy enough to have my little sister, and my aunt, and Isabella. You seemed to enjoy all that." I did! Speaking of which have you heard anything about her?" I asked."Isabella? I found her a lawyer who is taking her case pro. "Hi, yes, maybe a little too warm! Have you sold all your mangos?" she asked in a well spoken, slightly posh English accent. "Every last one ma'am," the man smiled extravagantly, pointing to his empty sack. "Where do you get them from?" "There is a grove about three miles down the coast. I’m going there this afternoon to get more, why don’t you come with me?" Brenda thought for a second, decided that she probably had spent enough time sunbathing - and just fantasising - and agreed. "Okay, see. I took care to look down at her without lowering my head as I spoke. I didn't take my eyes from her's. She cocked her head sideways slightly, holding my gaze.She was a good deal shorter than me, but I rather enjoyed my vantage from here. Though her sweater rose all the way up to her neck, I still loved being able to take in her full figured physique.She smiled and ever so carefully began manipulating the buttons and zipper on her dark skirt. So deft were her movements that I barely noticed..