She smiled, "then, let's finish our drinks!" "Could I kiss you again?" "Mmmm, no," she smiled. "Well, um, okay, but I still haven't seen your... new bikini!" "Oh I'm afraid I can't show you that," smiling at the disappointment in hisface, "because I'm not wearing it. I'n nude under this beachrobe, except formy sandals. I told you I just came from the bed of three big black bucks!" "Awwwmannn!" he moaned, looking at her robe intently. She looked around and saw nobody could see. Finally feeling sorry for me, Kathleen said, ‘You poor dear, we have a confession to make. Remember our talk last time about having other interests? Well, Jennifer here is one of my other interests. She and I have been playmates since she bought her first condo through me about five years ago. We’re not exactly lovers, just best friends who share an occasional evening in bed together after having discovered how much pleasure two women can give each other. When I told her about how great a lover. My dad was happily chatting with him and he had his opinions on any topic my dad discussed. I was getting impressed, but suppressed all my feelings at that. Our shopping was done and we were dropped back. I felt slightly disappointed as it ended so uneventfully. Back at home, I was undressing and had just pulled up my kurthi when I got a text msg from an unknown number. “Will I get a chance to see those beautiful eyes again?” I had a doubt and checked the call list; it was my hot cabbie, wow!. I knew instantly, that bastard was pining after my girl, so I just acted sad and angry and told her is it because I am Muslim, is that why you won’t talk to me? And didn’t message her for one day.The next day, she messaged me, apologizing for being rude and told me she liked talking to me. I was very happy, and asked her what will her friend say? To which she replied, it didn’t concern him what she did, and she can choose with whom she wants to talk. I was happy because it was her first step of.