Now, in that situation most people will scream something descriptive like "SHIIIT!" or the even more appropriate "FUUUKKK!" That would have been the m...st appropriate because I knew I was well and truly fucked right about now. When my mouth opened I screamed something but what came out was "LOoooKiiii!" O.K. so I'm a Pagan. Christianity never seemed to fit my beliefs. With a name like Matthias Sussmann I suppose it was logical for me to look at the old German/Norse Gods. For some unknown reason. Always I was thinking about the chances but was not lucky but luckily one day I came early from college and mami was alone at home(as usual) but I as not knowing poonam is also at home and she is sleeping and my stars favoured me as mami has to go out for some work and she will only return after 3 hours and that was the golden period as no one would come at that time and I started planning that today is the day if not than never so without wasting any time i got to her room and saw her. Kuch dino aisa chalta raha or m bhi aisa karne laga m bhi jb mouka milta to chachi ko nahate huy dekhne laga. Shayad is baat ka chachi ko pata chal gaya tha par vo kuch ni boli yr kya batau unke boobs or gand dekh kr m to pagal hi huy ja raha tha unki gand bahut mast lag rahi thi or unke boobs pink pink nipples man kr raha tha ki gate khool kr aaj hi chod du par kya karu mujhe dar lagta tha ki vo meri complain na kr de mere mom dad ko delhi par kya karu isliye darta tha. Or mouka dhoondne laga. Except this was intentional. I gave him a sultry look and bit my bottom lip, giggling a little and returning to my canvas. This body language went back and forth and before I knew it the hour had ended. The models started putting their clothes back on and the other students cleaned up their workplaces and left. I was the last to finish cleaning my space and James and I were the only ones left in the room. He had only put his jeans back on. Maybe because it was a little warm in the room, maybe.