.." I stammered as I thought of how best to put it, "...well, it ain't the job ya see, Miss Lucy...it's just..." I sighed heavily and blurted out, "It...'s just that some of the blokes see...they's windin' me up like an' I'm sick of it..." then I tells 'er the story. She gulped at 'er beer an' soon she had finished 'er second pint an' was startin' on 'er third! All the time, she had this look of amazement on her face and she gasped when I told 'er about me cock! "So, let me get this straight,. Sheagreed with a sort of shy enthusiasm.We ended up going to an Indian restaurant, where,between smooth bottles of ice cold Tiger beer, wemanaged to eat our way through about half the menu, anot inconsiderable feat as it happens. After the mealwe went to a bar and sunk a couple more beers. Therewas some music on, and although I’m not much of adancer, we smooched out to some old slow soul number,and shared a first kiss.It was a big sloppy wet kiss, a tonsil tickler, inducedby one look into. When she opened it, there was Rich in a tux. He looked so handsome I wanted to kiss him right then and there. He took my hand and leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. As he did so he told me that I looked ‘fantastic’. I thanked him and we left to go downstairs. During the ride down in the elevator, he kept staring at me and smiling. I asked him if there was ‘something wrong?’ He said, ‘no not at all, I just like looking at you.’ I smiled again, said ‘thank you’ and blushed. We exited the. I was trapped, I sat on the sofa with a pale face.By that time without even getting permission from me, he closed all the windows and doors and open his bedroom door and showed me the way.With all the hesitation and frustration I went inside his bedroom. He asked me to remove my clothes for which I didn’t react anything.Tony took this as the signal and came near me and took half saree from my body…He could see my Black blouse and Petticoat.I asked Tony not to ruin my life just for this. But he.