After few mins swapna came to my room, nighty (sorry girls I don’t like nighty as a wear to women) & saidSwapna: I am ready.Me: what now.Swapna: the...n when.Me: not today, please I want you to do one help to me.Swapna: ok tell me you need anything rich.Me: I don’t fuck for money, I just want you to tell that pradeep filled my dream to my bhabhi and send her to my room.Swapna: why you want to do this.Me: because she didn’t allow me to have sex with her.Swapna: why.Me: she will have after your. Just as the titty contest got under way I looked to my left to see some dude in a nice suit going from chick to chick trying hump on them. You could tell he was about to get his ass beat a couple of times by pissed off boyfriends as one chick after another brushed him off. He continued to make his way down the balcony touching or trying to touch each woman he encountered. I was pressed against the balcony rail watching as the girls danced & grinded their asses to the beat while flashing their. "No problem," he responded, taking me by the arm and leading meto one of the doors. I tripped slightly on my shoes as theyseemed to have something stuck underneath the heels. He almostcarried me out. We were outside waiting for his car before Irealised what had happened. I was so cold. Why? I looked at myarms. They were bare, and skinny, and hairless. I looked down atmy legs but my view was interrupted by two skin colouredfootballs that someone had shoved onto my chest, held up only bya strap. He asked me if I wanted to go outside with him and smoke a cigarette with him and his friends. I told him okay. We went outside, and we smoked, and kind of started making out. We were standing by his car, and he just kind of opened the back door and we slid in together.”Oh fuck! This was turning me on! What the hell was wrong with me! I should be jealous, or pissed, but instead, I was torn between seriously finding another nice quiet place to meet up with her again, and with listening to her.