She just sat there for a second, looking up into the sky, large raindrops continuing to hit the pavement with no apparent pattern. She shrugged her sh...oulders and laid back down on the chaise lounger, by now the entire courtyard had taken refuge elsewhere. The rain began to come down quite steady, within minutes both of us were soaking wet. It felt quite good, the rain was cool and refreshing, the temperature was dropping. I jumped up, threw my glasses on the table between us, took off my shirt. As my wife was about to take my friends clothing to put in the laundry, the door bell rang. She answered the door and to her surprise it was a male friend, whom she knew to be bi-sexual, though preferring men. She greeted him with a tight hug pressing her boobs against his chest and her hips on his cock. Her actions were quite innocent, she had forgotten she was wearing nearly nothing. As my friend watched the exchange his excitement grew, as did his cock, he tried to hide it by changing. " I... I'm not sure." You should ask her. As soon as possible." All right. After she comes back from helping you in lab tomorrow, and before we go out." A frown crossed her face. "Why is she helping you anyway? I thought she wasn't interested in science." Because her technique, even as a beginner, is good enough to make me beg my advisor to take her on during the school year. In a month, she'll have better technique than I do. But we're straying from the subject." I leaned over, cupped her face. He gathered up some of the Go stones and rattled them rhythmically in his hands. I noticed that his fingers, though caked with dirt, were smooth and straight. I could make out a pair of twinkling eyes behind the mesh of his hat. I thought then that he might be mad. ‘You are on my property.’ ‘Your rump squashes a thousand blades of grass. And yet you didn’t ask their permission before you sat down.’ I stood, agitated. I was now convinced he was a madman. ‘Komuso, I will go and fetch some rice.