I walked up to the bar saying hi to the local men I knew. I had just gotten a drink when I heard a familiar voice.“I thought you were never going to... show up again.” I turned around to see it was Chet. I laughed and gave him a big hug. When I asked the obvious question of what he was doing there he explained that he had some extra vacation coming and decided just to stay. It hit me the things that he had said earlier. I didn’t want to sound presumptuous but had to ask him if I had something to. Hay tu to ek dam mature orat lag rhi heYe kehkar unne mujhe kiss kar diaMe-kya kar rhe ho?He- ari meri rand ab to me hi karunga or tujhe karwana hMe- me rand nhi tumari biwi huHe- ha ha wahi chal ghar chalGhar akar nafees sone chala gya me use andar andar galie dene laga ki sala hramzada mere ghar ka nokar thha or mera malik ban kar so gya mujhe dhoke se orat bna dia or pehle hi din so gya mene ghar dekha bohot ganda ho rha thha shayad ise kisi orat ki zaroorat thi par me orat ban kar agya to. She did say that knowing people were on the other side had aroused her and she gave him a great blowjob, but was more than ready to leave when it was over On her ride home Jennifer thought a lot about how the women had liked the movies and found herself focusing a lot on the idea of someone watching her and her ‘mate’. She was sure she would need him there to give her the feeling of safety needed to go through with it though. In fact, as she let Rex, her German Sheppard out for the night, she. “I don’t want to do it alone, guys.”“Not alone,” I reminded her, smirking. “I’m still game if you are, unless you’re chickening out, too.”“I’m not chicken,” Shruti defended.“Uh, huh,” I responded smugly.“I’m not,” she insisted. “Let’s go. Just you and me.”I laughed, not believing how competitive Shruti could get. The other two girls watched with amusement, as Shruti and I began to remove socks and shoes. Then I stood, and pulled my shirt over my head. I stopped and looked over at Shruti as if.