.it is a late afternoon, one weekend here in this time zoneand i begin meditating deeplyimagining what it would be like with you...my breathing slows ...down...and the edge between the worlds becomes blurred...after an interminable amount of time the pictures inmy mind sharpen,,,my mind focusesand i become aware that i am walkingslowly in a forest,,unlike any inmy native land,,,i see a woman sitting in the distanceand as i approach i realise that it is thewoman i have been corresponding. Kya aap mere gym partner bnke mje support or guide karenge? Apki body bhut hi sexy hai shayad aap phle se gym karte hai” .Mene kaha “Kyu nhi. Vese bhi me roj akele gym me bor ho jaata tha”.Mera to khushi ka thikaana hi nhi rha.Fir dheere dheere hmari dosti bhd gyi aur hm gym khtm karke saath hi jaate the. Fir to me roj kisi bhahne se use choota rhta tha. Ek din vo zameen pe letkr abs crunch maar rhi thi. Vo boli support karo. Me use aage se support kar rha tha achanak se mne par fisalne ki. . aunty – sharam nahi aati tujh ko kal kya kaha tha yaha fir mat aana fir bhi chala aaya tu .main – aunty kuch kaam hi aisa tha .aunty – kya kaam hai ?main – darwaje par bol nahi sakta .aunty – to kya ghar me aa kar bolega .main – ha ghar par aa kar bolunga baat hi kuch aisi hai .aunty gusse me mujhe ghar k andar le leti hai . aur main haste hue ghar mai dakhil ho jata hu .aunty – kya besharmo ki tarha has raha hai bol jaldi kaam kya hai .main – waise aunty aapki umar kya hai .aunty – tujhe kya. He stared back at her, ravenous, and wanting to finish what they had started. She closed her eyes to break the intense sexual eye contact. She couldn’t deny her body what she yearned for so desperately, so it was time to focus on the facts; firstly, yes months ago she had vowed she would never sleep with him, but this seemed a lot like a dream and it felt too real to try to wake herself up. Secondly, he was seeming close perfect, and thirdly, she needed him to help her climax and nothing really.