He opened his eyes and watched my face. “What is your name?”“I am Rh’an,” I told him.“I am Rh’an,” he said back.I shook my head, and p...ressed my free hand to my chest. “I am Rh’an.”He lifted his hand and pressed it to his own chest. “Tobin. I am Tobin.”His speech was odd, but I could understand him if I listened closely. “I am Rh’an. You are Tobin.” I pointed to myself, then him.Tobin looked down, and cried out softly. He rose, and I stepped back even further. His legs did not seem to work, and. .”why not?”... “can’t get these buttons undone” ... of course she didn’t have on a blouse that buttoned, but a pullover sweater so that may have made it more difficult. Ok, I figured, get her shoes and socks, top and slacks off and let her sleep it off ... I still occasionally saw her in her bra (and sometimes in bra and panties) so that wasn’t too unusual if she wondered in the morning about it ... and, sure, as any young teen boy, I had masturbated until my dick was raw more than once based. " Taxi driver nowadays" I corrected."But you were a Mechanic? you have tools," she asked."I am not coming to fix your bloody motor at one in the morning, goodbye." I slammed the phone down.It rang again, "We were cut off." she said."No I put the bloody phone down, now sod off." No don't go, I need help," Call the bloody AA," I replied angrily."They don't do bondage" Eh," I thought I had mis heard "They don't do bondage." I thought that's what you said," I replied thoughts of sleep receding."You. Now that we have seen each other nude, there must be excitement only and not inhibition,” saying so Shyam got up from the dining table and led us all to the wash rooms.We gathered on the master bed, and lowered the lighting. In a jiffy the towels are off, and Shyam and I got into the bed first, lying bellies up. Both of us have a belly, which any woman would hate to see on her man. Seema came running to me, and climbed up kissing me all over. She started sucking on my nipples. Gayatri was.