"Selene nodded sagely. As they ate, the silence between them seemed onlyto heighten their enjoyment. The odd glance, a playful gesture. As Selenefinis...ed, her host graciously took the empty platter from her, and placedthe used items on the floor. As the music returned with a graceful sweep of Giselle's arm, the twowomen returned to their journey of exploration. The gentle kisses andcaresses gave way to sensuous moans and cries of rapture. Blue eyesexpressed a life time's worth of wanton desire. Ala aadukuntu unnamu.. Night ma mammayya attayya iddaruu oka room lo padukunnaru.. Nenu okkadini oka room lo and both my sil’s are sleeping in one room..Morning nenu leche sariki mamayya attaya iddaru office ki ready avutunnaru.. And ramya and tana sister iddaru tv chsutunnanu.. Nenu kuda lechi fresh ayyanu.. Dosa tinesanu.. Ma mammyya attyya chepparu.. Evening varaku ikkade undu. Night movie ki veladamu andaram ani.. Nenu cheppanu friends to bayatiki velutunnamu.. Malli next wek vastanu ani... Girls don't like beer."It's six-fifteen when she finishes eating and starts getting changed. As she puts on her padded underwear, she thinks, 'what am I gonna call these? Let's see, boxer briefs with padding... hmmm... I got it... pads!... I'm putting on my pads!'She feels sexy pulling her jeans up over her 'pads'. She puts on her bra with her slut tits, and tries on the t-shirts, praying she got the right size. One fits her comfortably loose, while the other fits sexy-tight.She goes with. ” Tiya froze in her tracks. “Oh my God, you noticed? Jane, I am SO sorry. It… it just… happened. I’ve been so worked up from, you know… what we‘ve talked about? I…I…” She dropped her head resignedly and blew out a long sigh. “Do you hate me?” Jane regarded her friend appraisingly. A snug, black singlet and tan cargo shorts accentuated her coppery brown skin and her flowing, sable hair. Do I hate her? She asked. Nearly six feet tall and as graceful as a gazelle, Tiya would be easy to hate. Jane.