Ek dum tight ,hard aur poora khara hua. Meri chut sahi me gili hone lagi. Neelam to uske lund ko dekh dekh k khush ho rai thi. Ambar bola,”ab bolo m...adam.” Hum dono chup .Neelam us k lund ko upar neece karne lagi. Ambar bhi uske kapde utarne laga.. Mene kaha ambar this is not fair. Mera badan nhi tumhare lund ka bhookha he. Isse bhi shaant karo. Ambar ne ek patli road me gari park kar dee. aur fir shuru hua humara chudhai session. Yaaro jawani deewani hoti he. Mene bhi apne kapde utarne shuru. ..I was fully dressed...but the heelswere a struggle, but also a necessity for me, feeling I needed thepractice. I became quite adept at maneuvering in them though they didslow me down radically. My leg muscles also adjusted to them to thepoint of being somewhat comfortable in high heels. I must've resembledJune Cleaver as seen in a 60's TV show, the dutiful housewife in abouffant dress, high heels, and pearl necklace. Well, my dress wasstraight, but lovely, and my legs were very shapely in. They must have been totally panicked. I’ll make it up to you and your ladies when there is time. I will make it up to my ladies immediately. I did not realize that they are so afraid of me when I loose my temper. I would never seriously hurt them, but they do not know that yet”.I responded to the man, “You might find this hard to believe but we are in the same boat right now, so I understand.“I hope to meet you sometime soon and swap stories”. We said our good byes and that was the end of. Then she asked him to wash her back which in the tiny hut he could do without moving from the door. She took the flannel rinsed it again then held it out to him once more, she whispered, “remove the soap.” His hand shook as he took the proffered cloth and then began at her back, then her buttocks, and legs, the door forgotten. That done she again took the flannel rinsed it and then returned it to him facing him completely, he instinctively stepped back against the door, scanning his eyes over.