I used to console her and slowly we became close and I started sharing about my feelings that I get when I get mood when I see good girls and aunties ...and she started sharing her sizes which are 30 28 30 and asked her I can be of help to her friends who are like me as well who are looking for sex, she said she will surely do that but I never thought that she will be one of them, one day she said she will come home one day and she cameas she said I stay alone in Bangalore. She came and I had said. But the awful truth was, that there was no one I trusted enough that I could discuss this problem with, I was on my own. It was then that I remembered a book that I'd read years ago about a man who lived his life according to a roll of the dice. That way, it would transfer the onus from me and to an inanimate object. This appeared to be the solution, the cheat's way, the coward's way, and the easy way out. I fished in my purse for a coin. Was I really capable of making a life changing decision. I couldn’t answer for some moments, so dumbstruck was I. She was the very image – maybe a virtual image – of Pai, here at my gate!“Yes, yes I am a foreigner” I stammered as, at the sound and direction of my voice, she turned and tapped her way to the gate. Apart from unseeing eyes, her stature, her long hair swaying down her back, her body, smooth, unwrinkled skin, even her wrap-around skirt and shirt covering well-remembered curves, were an almost perfect copy of beloved Pai. “I can’t read. Heworked his huge hands on my ass for awhile, alternating between smacksand rubs, and running his finger under my teddy from the front of mycrotch all the way to the back without touching my tucked clitty. Hetold me that for a white sissy, I sure had amazing legs and ass and thathis friends would all really like me.He then shoved his middle finger up my lubed ass as far as he could andheld it there. He then leaned forward, stuck his tongue out and said"suck this sissy." I turned my head and.