......I look you in the eye and you smile at me.You say that the art to better piano playing is concentration and focus adding that you think I have i...sues with my concentration and suggest that you use a special technique.You tell me stand in front of you.You reach forward your hands reaching for my belt and undoing it you then undo my trousers and let them fall to the floor.You smile as you see the large bulge in my underpants.You place your hands on the waistband and them down pulling the. “It’s from a Japanese anime, mom. People use Pokeballs to capture monsters, transforming them into energy and storing them until they’re needed. Only one of the monsters, called Pokemon, can be stored in each Pokeball,” Bria answered.“Aside from not transforming my companions into energy, it does sound very similar. The difference is that once place and activated, I too, can enter the cube where my companions live. I even have a wood cabin in there. It certainly beats camping.”Laughing I said,. We met and were just enjoying our eating habits as we both are Punjabis :p . Then the show started nothing sexual till now it was and we were loving the movie and sometimes our eyes met and those few moments of looking into each other eyes changed everything. By god ‘ no thinking anymore’. My fuse was blown and so was hers which she told me later.Watching a comedy changed our sexual feelings and things changed that I touched her hand initially, she said ‘ki gal ho gayi oye, banda bann jaa,. I asked her as she was getting into the shower, if she would be calling my taxi soon, but she smiled that slow smile of hers, and asked again if “I really wanted to go home to an empty bed, or would I rather share hers, as she needed company too!” I looked up and she added, “we could count these delicious welts we have shared” It was a bold comment, I laughed, and in answer I stepped in with her under the warm jet, we kissed, long and sensuously then gently soaped one another each knowing the.