Throughout the dinner, Fatima was giving me naughty looks as if she was up to something. Then it was time for us to go back to our apartment, but Fati...ma held my hand and said to Maya, “Bhabhi I will pay you five thousand for a night with him.” And she gave the money to Maya.Now Fatima locked the door and took me to her room and latched the door. She said, “Have you fucked a Muslim woman before?” I said, “NO”. She said, “Then tonight we will be doing Love Jihad.” Fatima started making love to me. We would text each other and flirt getting each other worked up, I got wendys e-mail and started to send her naughty stories just to tease her through the day, we started having phone sex I loved talking dirty to wendy hearing her moan as she wanked away until I made her cum, her breathing sending me over the edge to, we did this for a few weeks and wendy decided we should meet the next weekend.The next weekend came and I was excited to finally meet wendy we had swapped pictures at the. It doesn't look as though I'm going back to my cruise. My budget is all messed up anyway and well, when I set off down the river it was as though something was holding me back; like ... walking through deep mud, or against a really strong wind. Then, when I would have gone on, I had the wind and tide against me, plus feeling a ... pull ... back here. I suppose I'll have to find work ... and probably find somewhere to live." What do you do?" I was in IT. Web design mainly, but also networking. “Hey, back up, Daryl….you’re going to knock me over,” I said as I pushed back with my hips to try to make him give me some room.He didn’t move an inch, and said, “Just grabbing a beer,” as he reached past me with his right arm, purposely bumping my right boob through my night shirt as he grabbed a can of beer off the middle shelf.Like my mother, I had developed early, and Daryl had certainly noticed. I had a narrow waist, curvy hips, and big, heavy, D-sized boobs that Daryl loved to stare at.