And to my dismay, it was really tight and much shorter than expected!! The skirt which was to end just above my knees ended up at least 9 inches above... my knees! My entire legs were exposed.Hailing from a conservative Sindhi family, it was a big deal wearing a skirt and shirt as formal attire for the interview, but this skirt was almost slutty! Almost like the stuff SoBo girls wear to late-night parties.A 100-thoughts were running in my mind. Should I exchange this? Will the package arrive on. There's something so incredibly sensual about it. I found myself sitting & starting to daydream. I was picturing my lover caressing my shoulders his hands grazing my breasts. I sat & closed my eyes as the wind started to blow a little more,the rain coming down a bit harder now . Stray drops hitting my face & chest. I now could feel the wetness of my arousal trickling onto my panties. The rain was now coming down harder & I could hear it hitting the trees & leaves & air conditioners hanging out. You caress my ass down to my pussy again – teasing my clit running your fingers gently over my lips – beginning to swell with pleasure – moaning louder – getting wetter. You insert 1 finger then 2 – I begin to gyrate and fuck your fingers – juice dripping down your hand – begging for one – then 2 more fingers – you beging to slowly thrust your hand in my pussy – pressing your thumb in my ass – fucking both holes mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm again and again and again til I cum allll over your hand!I. Jason needed regular visits like this to adjusthimself properly in real world. Hence, he started making similar visitsevery two to three months.It took four visits for Jason to become comfortable with dealing atshops. He was still not accustomed to heavy crowds though. Hence, Rogerneeded to take him to populous streets and places. He also startedtaking him to pubs and dance clubs. This kept going for next threevisits. Jason, however, was taking too long for this.They were seated in a mid-town.