I called my home and informed to them that I will be late and I cant say the timing exactly. They said ok. We all are in a rush and completed our work... around 10:30 PM. Then we all left from office. Everyone got their buses correspondingly leaving me alone in the bus stop. There are some boys waiting for buses within in some distance. I was wearing my uniform saree. It is a little bit transparent one, where you can see through the blouse and my flesh well. The blouse is light color and the flesh. The film came on and we tried to keep a conversation going, awkward as it was. Dick talked about 2 woman he'd had sex with, together, in Martinique. They were teachers from Montreal, looking for adventure in the Islands. They'd been nude when they met, at the beach. He went into detail. A hot story! It turned me on."I guess they got what they were looking for" I responded, adding that I'd never been with two women at once. The movie was getting into some very erotic scenes. We watched without. ? ““ Nahi to … kyo aisa kyo puchh rahi hoo .. ? ““ mai dekh rahi hoon ki aap mujhse kuchh kinche -2 se rahete hai .. ““ nahi bahu…. Koi baat nahi hai.. kuchh tabiyat thik nahi hai aaj kal ““ achha kya hua .. ““ bass sir dard kar rahha hai aur badan tuot raha hai.. “” mai aapke pair aur sir daba duon .. ““ … hmm chalo jaisi tumhari khushi.. “Yeh kah ke baau ji bister pe let gay mai unka sir dabane lagi … mai apne hantho se unke sir ko dhime dhime daba rahi thi.. tabhi mera dyan unki taraf gaya. (I know that usually ends in “ma'am” but I've never thought of myself as a “ma'am.”)Of course, since I didn't often have much opportunity for any other type of sexual activity, I was happy to oblige. Since my wife's hysterectomy (which caused her to lose all interest in sex) I don't have many outlets. Since I've been bisexual for a long time (my first male-to-male contact occurred when I was 21—I'm 68 now), my attention gradually drifted toward men. I don't cruise gay bars or adult book stores.