"Wha ... Whooa!" Jeff cried as he felt someone grab him from behind, stopping his slow somersault. His own voice sounded strange and tinny, lacking su...stance in the thin air surrounding them. The arm that wrapped itself around his waist was bare, like the torso he felt himself being pulled against. His goddess had rescued him from his embarrassing maneuver.He nervously grabbed at the fragile-looking wire mesh that made up the roof of the passenger compartment and desperately pulled himself. I looked down to be sure he wasn't bleeding. He wasn't. "Bobby,run to my room and in my bag,in the small,zippered compartment there is a bottle of lube. Get it and run back! OK?" He totterd off on shakey legs. Cuming like he had and with the effects from the margarita he drank and the pot he smoked,it made him alot slower than he thought it would.Steve laid under me. His pretty face covered with sweat,his red lips quivering. He was breathing hard. Every time he tensed his stomach and. .It was not as if she was incredibly pretty. Her features were rathersquashed, acne scars riddled her cheeks and her expression was generallysullen, as if she found little in the world to get excited about. Herclothes too were unkempt, with her white shirt invariably hanging looselydown below her navy blue school jumper, and dirty white plimsolls on herfeet rather than shoes. But there was one thing about her appearance thatcaptivated me - her tights (or, as I sometimes imagined them,. I frowned and said “what the fuck, ye kya hai mom”I frowned and mom covered herself with the bedsheet but I frowned and yelled at Mukund to which he said sorry and till like 4-5 minutes everything was quiet there and mukund’s voice broke the silence as he apologized again actually it was one of his gestures to tell me to make it fast I understood it very well and sat next to mom “well only one compromise can save your respect from getting ruined” I said to mom and did’nt waited for her to reply.