Our trip proved a wonderful diversion. James and I had a suite in a very nice, if older, hotel while Siobhan stayed with her family. Her father, when ...coming to the train station to collect his daughter, was very nervous about meeting somebody of James’ obvious wealth and station but need not have been concerned; James’ background and upbringing were as humble as his own. We readily accepted the invitation to a family supper, an event to which it seemed as if half of Boston attended, and James. 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. I grew increasingly horny. After several minutes he stopped. He ordered me to stand up, face away from him, bended me over forward at the end of the table, lift up my skirt and started to bang me from behind in doggie style. As he was banging me in doggie style, he unzip my dress and unhook my bras. I took off my dress and my bras. I was now naked on my high heels in the conference room. I was dripping in my juice. He pulled my hair from behind and ordered me to stand up. He held me in his arm. I made sure to make eye contact and did a number ofbumps and grinds not really removing anything during the first song whichwas about half way done when she first found it. Miss Penny gave me acircular finger twirl I took to mean keep going when the song ended andshe quietly stepped away.During the second song I slowly walked in front of all the girlsindividually, giving each a little personal time before stepping out andreaching behind my back to unzip my dress. With my back to the girls.