Where I was on Monday, I'd pretty much be in the same place mentally and emotionally come Friday.Friday had usually been the day to go out looking for... adventure. An adventure of the sexual kind. Have a little unconditional fun with whatever girl took my fancy. That those girls were mainly girls from work was neither here nor there. Chat them up. Wine and dine them. Use them to scratch the old itch. Then stick them in the taxi and add another number to the whiteboard.This isn't going to go the. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy for the foolishness it was and let it fade away.I turned away and looked out the window when I saw her paying for her order. I could clearly see her reflection in the glass but this way she wouldn't see me staring at her when she turned around. I watched as she picked up the little cardboard tray with its four take-away cups held in place – always four cups –. I worked my jaw silently as she studied me with a smile. I wanted to beg her to make me cum, frightened that if I said anything she would pinch me. “God, you’re beautiful,” she whispered and stroked my face softly. She went to my bathroom and emerged with my make up and tenderly touched up my face, putting on a darker shade of lipstick. She picked up the camera again and took more pictures, especially of my face. Finally she shrugged—the camera was apparently full. She turned it off and. She shrugged out of her nightdress and hung it over the balcony chair. She picked up the two wine glasses and walked slowly forward to meet Shailu at the railing.“I’m not feeling very brave,” she said as she handed me wine. “In fact, I’m terrified!”“No one can see up here even when the streetlights are on,” I said. “They certainly can’t see up here now.”“My heart is pounding from fear,” she said. “Feel it!”She pulled my hand to her left breast and my own heart seemed to skip a beat.“Can you.