’ ‘Sexy cow.’ There was a brief hiatus as we stayed like that, my hands motionless on her tits, her finger deep inside me. But then something ch...anged and the lull before the storm gave way to the tempest. I’d love to describe it all but at the time and as I write, it was all just still-frame images: her mouth on mine, her nipples hard between my lips, her fingers in me. At some point we had changed position so I was over her. At another I was between her thighs, her legs crossed behind my back.. There were some cheeky little shits, who sometimes hung around in the dunes; and who - on occasion - had been known to think that they were tough-guys. By then I'd taught most of them that they didn't fuck with me, no matter what their aspirations. But, there was always the possibility that a new one — who didn't know any better - would show up.The sight I beheld as I pushed the newspaper from my eyes was of a stranger. A big man, - obviously at least six foot tall and looking even bigger from. Friends, Hookah, Drinks eased it all.The heroine of my story is Payal. She is a married lady and is having a kid one year old. We had met by chance at a meeting where I was representing my college.We exchanged numbers and became good friends soon. She was a sizzling hot lady. I never had any bad feelings about her in my mind. We were good friends. I used to take help from her for my studies and even she used to discuss her matters with me. Her husband was a nerd. He was a CA and was all the. (After a few moments of Dad breathing, the man takes out a cream and rubs it all over Dad's face and body)Host: Doctor, explain what it is that you're doing.Man: Certainly. The gas that Dad is breathing in is a specially designed form of Heroin in gaseous form. We've taken and boiled it, as you would if you were shooting it up, then made it into a gas that is pumped through these large containers that you see here. This will not only put him in an extremely relaxed state, but will get him.