I was about to tell him, he was out of his fucking, fucked up, drug induced, schizophrenic mind, but that was until I looked into his eyes and saw tha... this was not the case; and I could read Eric better than I could read myself. Eric and I had known each other and have been next door neighbours since we were little kids and considered ourselves more as brother and sister. It was only after that I came home last year, around the same time, from college that things romantically developed between. Wo bahut hi gori thi. Main hamesha yahi sochta tha ki aisa kuch ho ki main inhe chod du. So maine unse bat karne k mauke dhoondhne laga. Aksar jab unke ghar me koi nahi hota tha to main unse pani mangne ya kuch aur samaan mangne k bahane unke ghar jaya karta tha. Fir maine note kiya ki wo bhi mujhse bat karna chahti hai. Ek din main unse pani mangne gaya Me_ aunty pani chahiye bcoz main bharna bhool gaya thaAunty_ mujhe aunty q kahte ho tum? Mujhe aunty na kaha karoMe_ to hum aapko kya kahe aap. I wanted to see if she cared or not.As she reached up to the cabinet door I moved up behind her. I had one hand on her right hip as I lifted her skirt. She was wearing a thong."Now, Jeff. Don't get naughty. Let me get these chips." Don't be like that, Ginger."I slipped her thong away from her ass, and her pussy was there, soft and moist to my touch. I ran a finger up the pussy, with its short and curlys, then lifted the finger up to her lips. She opened her mouth and tasted herself. I was. I saw one of the men get up and walk over towards us, I rebelled, slammed my legs together and yelled at him ‘to get me out of there’. He motioned the guy to leave us alone, told me to relax, then continued caressing me on the outside of my clothes, until I calmed down a little."But before long he had his hands back under my dress, and quickly worked at getting my panties down around my ankles and my breasts exposed. I shut my eyes, but then opened them again quickly, realizing what would.