Our breath hitting against each other. I feel your hand go to my arm and slowly dance up along it to my face. One finger tip at a time until you reach... my eyes. My eyes also blindfolded now. Keeping the light out and letting me be just as you are. Feeling everything and not be lost in what we see. I clasp your hand as it touches my cheek and I pull your palm to my lips. Kissing it. Holding my lips to your soft skin. Feeling just how soft and tender it is. Your cool skin to my warm breath. My. ”“So mostly booze, girls, and partying.”“No, I mean..,” Suresh faltered. How could he ever explain it to them? They had been raised in that environment. They would naturally take even the most benign thing for granted, something Suresh had never gotten to experience.“I just want that freedom,” he tried to explain, “Where you don’t have to look over your shoulders every two seconds to see if someone you know, which is everyone, is nearby. Or where you don’t have to cross state lines to drink. M & dressed in just shirts & a pants. “ Have you followed the instructions? She asked. “ Yes Miss “ “ Show me stand here & open your two buttons of shirt & open your zip ? I was shocked but opened my shirt & was a bit reluctant to open the zip suddenly she said “ Would you open the zip or should I order you to pull down your trousers” I immediately opened my zip she just gave cursory glance & said “ Ok fine close it & sit down at your seat “ I did that & went back to my seat, Immediately she. I had often pictured his face as I explored and pleasured my full, but firm, yearning body and was frustrated by the inexperienced fumbling of the boys my own age. Enough was enough, I needed a man.The concert was being held on the Friday night. I told my mum that I was going out with a couple of girlfriends and that we were meeting round at Lisa’s house.“Might stay over, so don’t expect me back early,” I called as I flew out the door. In reality he was picking me up at the end of my street at.