At Mumbai I was looking for a break or singing-career in films. And in persuading my ambition I came across many men from films, both Hindus and Musli...ms. I used to stay at a rented flat in Ossiwara area, all alone, or sometimes with my mother.As struggler, not unlike other girls in Mumbai films, I would not mind satisfying the concerned horny males whom I met in context of my career. On other hand, my mother would advise me to get a man to be married to. And it was ever in my mind that I should. The moans from next door were getting louder, so I started playing with my clit, hoping to catch up so we could climax together. Considering how worked up I’d been all day, it didn’t take long before mine and Lily’s moans had blended into one, and just before I could orgasm, Lily screamed in pleasure. All of a sudden, my left foot was wet, and there was a puddle of liquid coming from the cubicle next door. Had they fallen into the toilet? “You bitch! Look what you’ve done!” I pulled my dress. I slowly slid my finger in her panty. To my shock, her pussy was shaved tonight. I rubbed her clitoris. She was producing some moaning sounds. Then I inserted my finger in her pussy. She moaned a little and continued with the sounds.As I increased the speed her moaning sounds became deeper. I moved my hand from her pussy to her waist to turn her around. She cooperated with me and turned around. She held my head with her right hand and pulled me closer to her breasts. I placed my hands on her. As far as I am concerned, this should be the last contact we have. Ever.”Andi had tears rolling down her cheeks, and she nodded and headed for the restroom.I got in my car and drove to the hotel that I was staying at. I was not going to drive all that way back to my house angry.When I got up the next morning, I thought about the confrontation with Andi. I decided that maybe we needed to actually talk without me being as hard-ass pissed at her as I was. I still had strong feelings for her, and I.