So, i directly went with him to his house. It was drizziling, few water drops fell on us. As we proceed our cyclying, the rain started. I and manish e...njoyed getting wet under rain. We are drenched completely when we are at the gate of manish house. We entered his house, severing in cold, rain was still pouring outside. It created the pleasant mood. We knocked the door. It was meenu to my surprise opened the door. She gave a greeting smile to me and said to manish, " oh! baya, u can come after. She sat next to him, hip to hip. Taking his left hand, she brought it inside her pants. "Play with me gently like I'm playing with you and we will both enjoy it, Taima. I want you to enjoy me."Taima wanted to say that he was enjoying her but his lips were dry and cracked. Nothing would come out of his throat but small moans and grunts. Even as she stroked him, he focused on the wetness that coated his fingertips. She was gushing liquid from her lower lips and every time he touched the hard nub. I wondered what the hell was going on; nothing made much sense until..."Listen, to me Amy." Charlene abandoned the soft tone and used her 'teacher' voice. It worked because I immediately looked up at her. "No matter what, you have to promise me, and I mean really promise me that you will never breathe a word of this to anyone."('HOLY FUCK!!!')"Amy?" She was waiting for an answer."Yes, Miss," (shit!) "I mean, no, no I won't," I sounded ridiculous and felt like a pathetic schoolgirl with a silly. But not her.He recalled an ancient Chinese maxim he had picked up in his previous life:?The happiest of men are those who choose to cut the claws of the she-demon rather than sharpen them.?Wise advice he wished he’d recalled earlier - though he suspected he would have found himself wanting the necessary wherewithal to implement it. For even at the beginning, when he still considered himself the big man and imagined she saw him in the same light –despite her sexual aloofness- she had been.