Kevin is muscular Latino man and him expressing interest in Melinda turned me on. I told him the whole story of her fantisizing about it but not want...ing to do it for real. After a few minutes he asked if I was sure that this was something I really wanted and I told him I was sure. He told me that he thought he might just be able to help me out. He asked me to give him some time to figure it out and be open to anything Melinda might say.Already turned on, I went to bed with Melinda a few. Maybe that’s why Kate suggested it. The openness of the situation, the fact that we could get caught doing it in my car. It had crossed my mind that she planned the whole thing; the depression I felt at being dumped again, the empty car park, the blow job and the pleasure that brought, the people and cars and then those final words of hers, ‘that was naughty!’I drove back to Kate’s in a fit of anger, contemplating all the way and I rarely spoke to her for the whole journey. That was the night,. My father had pulled some strings to get me there, and to be honest I wish he hadn't bothered. The director was one of the most self-absorbed, loud mouthed, egotistical pedagogues you would ever meet. According to him he had never put a foot wrong, and he knew better than any expert no matter what the topic. He boasted of his fine war record, yet one of our representatives who had been a Commando during the war and didn't boast about it treated the Director's bragging with cynicism. You may ask. She: how was I in that?Me: aunty forgives me. I’m really sorry please let me go beg youShe: answer me or i will call police directly…just answer me. I won’t harm you just say me your real thoughts about what you saw….I need honest answer, got that.Me: you was like angel aunty and I like your assets very much and they look good, and you look like a model.She: Hmmm! You really know how to appreciate women and this is first time I’m hearing good commends for my body; even my husband never comment.