”“How'dja sleep?”“Alright,” she said, not feeling the need to let him in on the details of her nighttime activities.“Good,” he said, con...tinuing his established syllabic economy. After a hard sigh, he picked up the glass of bourbon he had left on the nightstand and drained it. “Any coffee 'round here?"“Downstairs, in the kitchen. Come have breakfast,” she told him, turning her head to let it lead her body.Following her, he said “Thanks. This's a great place.”“Mad House is the best in the state,”. ” I was never fan of this room. “Doesn’t she have any personal belongings?” No coffee mugs, photo frames or even fancy pens from home. Everything in here was owned by the company. Even Spencer’s room had a little festive cheer to it but Trude’s room was the same all year round. “Maybe she hides it.” Karen pulled open the top desk drawer but it was just a collection of company pens, diaries and a fancy calculator. Utterly uninterested Karen closed it and opened up the second drawer. “Oh!”. With his arm wrappedaround me I felt like the Queen of the Ball (not just a Queen). Awaitress came over and took our drink order, another beer for him anda glass of white wine for me. Our drinks came and we ordered dinner,a big steak for my sexy man and a salad for myself (remember I hadalready had a thick and juicy tube steak with Reggie's specialhollandaise sauce... hehehe)!We chatted while we waited for our food, and the other patrons keptstaring at us. I was convinced that I had been read,. He owned a bike to which he roamed the city. He also owned a honda city. His parents were abroad so he was staying alone in banglore.He was studying in a nearby college to mine. He loved playing tennis. We exchanged numbers and I told him to call me doll.During the week, we exchanged a lot of talks and pics and we were going together nice.He sent me pics of his.Body and dick, which was just average, or I should say below average, hardly 6-7 cm when hardon. I sent back him pics of me.