It actually makes them smile. Or makes them excited."Elaine swallowed again, crossing her legs. "You made that clear in your stories. Um, thank you fo...r them, they're pretty enlightening." They are fiction, and nothing like real life. Well, no. That's not true. Stories, photos, things like that... they're like seeing real life in a mirror. Like a two-dimensional reflection of what life is really like. Being there is incredibly intense by comparison." Yes, um... I can sort of imagine." Trying to. She had a nice bust and a nice round firm ass to compliment it. We then drove to the movie and the topic during our drive was lingerie.I asked them how can a woman wear a thong, doesn’t it hurt there butt crack to which Suman (Saloni’s mom) replied – pehno to jaano and they both started laughing. I said I like to admire the round buns of woman wearing that but don’t want to try one. Suman was sitting in the middle with each leg around the stick shift. I accidently brushed her leg while changing. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the world. But none of them were really. She was skinny, with large broad feet, and a twisted mouth on a face with a sharp chin and a long pointed nose. There she was (and of course Martin had no idea what she might be called), in her long pale tights, smoking her cigarette on the street corner, her heels so high that Martin could see right through them to the pavement edge.And then she wasn't there. A dark brown Mondeo slowed down, and in a trice she was gone.. Icalled the phone number in the add and a date was setat a local bar for a meeting.I got there a little early and got a booth in a darkcorner and waited. I hoped the perverted little cocksucker was demented enough to satisfy my cravings. Nofucking cunt could.Right on time a young man entered and stood thereletting his eyes adjust to the darkness. Oh yeah,fucker was dressed in shorts and his legs werebeautiful, better than the cunts I’d fucked. He wasslightly built and seemed nervous.I.