Identity will obviously be kept a secret. Please ignore the language errors & enjoy the story.This is a story of a lady named Sheeta (Name changed) sh... is Fashion Designer from Mumbai. She called me for enquiring about an event, where I was one of the organizers. I shared the details & we met at an outdoor corporate event, after this event We were interacting with each other on phone & Whatsapp.My company planned for a tour to Bhutan, she wanted to join along with her friends. & during this. The next couple of weeks were very similar to the third week. Peter kept sitting on the chair in front of me, but his walking limp had gone. I kept teasing him.If anything different happens Jon has told me to write about it.Art ClassWeek 1I was very nervous as I drove to the college. Earlier that afternoon I spent ages trying to decide what I should wear. In the end I came to my senses and remembered that no one was interested in what I was wearing going to the class. I put on a simple cotton. I kissed him on the lips, just a little one, and I think it surprised us both. I didn't get all shocked the way Josh did though. I just sat back with a smile on my face watching as his hazel eyes got big and his mouth opened, and he stared at me like I'd just grown another head or something."Why'd you do that?" he finally asked."I don't know!" I giggled and I could feel myself excited, but not like I got with Jane or Lisa, or even like I had with Steve. This was more like, I don't know,. I was really surprised at all the hair she had down there. I felt her pussy lips, and they were warm and wet. I kept rubbing, and then I put a finger in her and I guess I found her clit (I didn't know anything about what that was back then) because she opened her legs wider and her hips kind of bucked up. I kept rubbing, and my finger slid deeper into her pussy. Mom took my hand in hers and pulled it back up a little and moved my hand back and forth where she wanted it.All this time, I had a.