30 in the morning and I thanked her for accepted my proposal she replied with a smile, she was wearing a shirt and a black skirt she was looking gorge...us.We sat in rickshaw and went to a multiplex in andheri there we had breakfast and while having breakfast I hold her hand and she was blushing I slowly kissed her hand she closed her eyes we had our breakfast and went in theater while moving I kept my hand on her waist and grabbed her close to me she saw my eyes and laughed, we went inside. They always would say that I was going to waste my cock on women.One night I was closing. It was Christmas season and we were there pretty late. It was just me and the assistant manager, Gary, in the store. We finished counting out and locking up. He then offered to share a joint with me. I had only tried once before, but was curious to go again. We were soon laughing and relaxed and telling each other stories. Finally he said that he wanted to get a picture of me in something in the store. I. Just looking at myself, was turning me on. Was it normal for a guy to find his own body arousing? I wondered. I was not gay and yet my own ripped physique was turning me on. Maybe it was just the thought of someone else enjoying the view. Although only nineteen, the years of boxing since I was twelve had given me a ripped abdomen and well-toned muscles with no visible fat. My favourite feature was the distinct v-shaped ridge of muscle going from my lower abs to my lower groin. Almost like an. I was planning to call her for the last meet but Gods’ grace she called me a week later and told me that she wanted to visit me to write a CD about some software stuff and she asked me when it ‘ld be possible. I took the opportunity and asked her to come the very next day at 9:00 am sharp.Because my mom was on a visit to my granny’s home and my dad was on tour regarding some business. The doorbell rang and I was there at once answering it only to find a bolt into my nerves and she was there.