Itnay main phone ki ring hoe mainy phone uthay to didi ki friend ka tha mainy didi ko phone diya to …didi phaly to hanse or phir boliBakwas na karo ...are tabeyat theek nahi thi rest kar rahi thi abhi uthe hon warna call kar layte .. phir boli acha raat main baat karon 11 bajay . mujay zayda tang na karo or phone band kar diya . idhar maray damaag ki ring baji or mujay be idea aya haan es tarha mujay be pata chal sakta hai kay didi kay saath kiya hoa ho ga . kiya didi really chudwa kar aye hain. I was feared and dropped that plan.She was supposed to go to Coimbatore. I told her I will also be going to Coimbatore by bike in the evening. She said she will wait for me till 3PM in the bus stand and asked me to come and pick her up. I gave her my number and told her to call me. After dropping her in the bus stand, I was feared to the core and I decided not to meet her in the afternoon. She called me by 3PM. I told I’m busy in some works and told can she wait till 5PM. She said not possible.. There is no sound, save for the grsssh, grrsssh that my sandaled feet make on the coarse gravel.I look down and see that I am wearing a chiffon dress. Strangely, down my front the gauzy material fits rather snugly while behind me long streamers of gauzy fabric billow in the wind, even though the air is still and silent. I notice I am naked underneath the dress, my nipples are sharp points where the chiffon strains around my bosom. It is not cold. The air is rather warm and humid; it smells of. When I got up the next morning, I felt a little sheepish about my part in the argument before dinnertime last nite, so I apologized to my Mom ... then I said that since Thursday & Friday were normally very busy days at the shop, why didn't I just wait until Saturday morning. "Well, this time I'm giving you an escort – to make sure you get in there...", she warned. I took that as an indicator that my stepfather was coming in for the weekend ... but I still took exception to her giving me the.