" Giving the door a quick check, he surprised me by bringing his mouth down on mine suddenly, deep and full, and leaving it there for a long while as ...is tongue found mine and his fingers went deeper. He pulled away. My thoughts gathered and I said "Why?" As if the answer really meant anything. "Well, even before he left you acted like you were not being satisfied and was going hungry." I wondered how he would know that but didn't push. "I was completely happy." That was my best response. . Our loving embrace came to an abrupt halt just as I began squeezing her toned butt when loud, sinister strains of pipe organ music came from the rear of our abode."What's that?" She yelped, skittering away, my hand still wedged into her back pocket."I think it's Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D Minor," I informed, proudly."Not the title, idiot! This isn't fucking 'Jeopardy!' Where is it coming from?"She still had so much to learn about terms of endearment as well as the basic rules of 'Jeopardy.'. He held her soft hand in his and as they took a few steps he entwined his fingers with hers.Mala snuggled closer to him. Now their bodies braced each others whenever they encountered bumps. Many a times Deepak's knuckles felt her thighs. He could feel the warmness of her body through the rough material of her jeans. He wished she was wearing a skirt like his wife. As they continued the journey, "are you comfortable" Deepak asked."Why" asked Mala."I mean comfortable wearing the Jeans" he asked. Suddenly, behind her a loud school bell rang for a second. She could see the lights reflected on the wall ahead of her. She turned around and now, where before there had been shadow, there was now what gave every appearance of a school classroom. There was a blackboard on the wall, with a large desk situated in front of it. In front of the desk, facing it were a dozen or so school desks, arranged in neat rows and columns. On the wall to the side was a bookshelf. Standing in front of the desk.
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