” “Ohhhhhh” I felt hot wax on my left nipple. Every drop felt like molten lead. Intense heat for an instant. Drop after drop after drop after dr...op. Linda looked down at me with cold eyes and a little smile on her face. Each drop brought the same pain. I could not get used to it even though I knew what was coming. Then she worked on my right nipple. Oh God! My tummy and finally my pussy. The whole time she had that little smile on her face. She was loving inflicting pain on me. I think I gave a. What should I do?“Lynn, what are you trying to accomplish?”“I like you.” She spoke in a very matter-of-fact fashion. “And I want to show that to you. I want you to explain to me why you don’t do sex anymore.”“Well,” I took a deep breath and let out a relaxing sigh, “as I told you, I was married for 19 years to my Junior High school sweetheart. I have tried to have relationships since then, and even got married again, but I could not love them. I guess that I am still in love with her; so sex. I,ll finish another drink, try to get to know you better then we go FUCK!” It Wasn,t long before we took our lives in a kamikaze Tokyo taxi and were at the hotel she liked. At the reception desk was the fattest Japanese Woman I,d ever set eyes on who may have been a beauty when Akikos age, but now waddled instead of walked. AKIKO had a few words and mamasan showed us to our room. The room was sparsely furnished, a miniature idol of Buddha given pride of place with two cups of incense though. He told me that he touched himself thinking of my breasts and my nipples, but that it was hard to remember now, exactly. You are all way ahead of me, aren't you? Should I have done it? Yes, I think so. We both knew where we were going, I just went a little faster. He had his eyes on the road when I pulled up the top of my bikini and didn't immediately see what I had done. I picked up his hand and placed it on my left breast. I honestly think I shocked him a little. His eyes sprang to me and.