Revathi asked you felt something-something, Sushma said ya. I asked for Revathi, what is the meaning of something-something. She said imagine now I pr...ess your breast, how do you feel. I said I feel nothing, Revathi got up and came near to me and pressed my breast, and said you felt something-something, I said no, she said liar, tell me the truth, you feel something-something or not, I said no. Revathi said don’t lie, sir, your dick has raised, and it is clearly visible to us. U see down it is. This morning she was wearing a soft and silky pair of slacks and as my hand went down her torso and between her legs. I found that magic spot and massaged her crotch and made her inhale deeply as our mouths were still locked together. She pulled her mouth away and her eyes were wide and she didn’t stop me from massaging her pussy and clit. Sandy finally realized what was going on and pushed me away. ‘Stop this. We just cant.’ I pulled her close and started to kiss her again and she fought a. We could, and often would go from chatting and giggling together, to kissing, to deep passion - as one of us would lead the other to the bedroom.My friend had been having computer problems, and as I know about such things, it had fallen to me to find her a new, all-be-it second-hand, computer. This had been done. A new computer had been found, upgraded, freshly set up with all the software she would need, and was finally ready to be delivered. There remained the final 'personalisation' details. “May they share an evening as lovely as this many years from now.” “Thank you,” I whispered as we touched our glasses. “I had worried that you really didn’t want to be here.” “Part of me didn’t, at first, but that was just the timid little girl part of me.” “You know, it was such a great coincidence. I was so glad you came to the reunion, and then we were talking about L.A., and I realized that I was going to be here in just a few weeks. When you agreed to meet me for dinner, well, I shouldn’t.