నిన్ను పూకులో దెంగను తప్ప తక్కనవన్నీ చేస్తాను”అన్నాడు ...��ా నోట్లో తన వేడి మొడ్డ గుచ్చుతూ. చిన్నప్పుడు ఐస్ ఫ్రూట్ అని వచ్చేది. దానిని నాకినట్టు నాకి, చీకడం మొదలు పెట్టేను. కోండం వేసుకుని రాజ్ నా పూకుని దెంగడం మొదలుపెట్టేడు. ఇప్పుడు నొప్పి బాగా తగ్గింది. నేను మొత్త ఎత్తి ఎదురొత్తులిచ్చాను. రైల్ కుదుపులకి మొడ్డలు పూకు లో కధాకళీ నాట్యం చేస్తూ ఉంటే, ఓహ్..హ్.ఇదేకదా స్వర్గం అంటే అనిపించింది.….విజయవాడ వచ్చేలోపల రాజ్ రెండుసార్లు దెంగేడు. గుర్ దీప్ నోట్లో రెండు సార్లు కార్చేడు. నేను విజయవాడ వస్తూ ఉంటే. While the blouse covered the entire length of her upper body, her camisole didn’t, which left a sliver of her olive skin around her abdomen for the world to see. She was wearing an orange skirt with pleats that swiveled fluidly whenever she walked. The skirt was, perhaps to my friend’s disappointment, only a couple of inches away from knees and destroyed any hope of an accidental panty-shot. Thought not very alluring in the Penthouse kind of way, she looked marvelously professional. Very. “And don’t say we need to get our panties off for that!” I added sternly. She almost cracked-up again, but the professional doctor inside took over. “Okay. Number two is in the mirror; this one is just with the eyes, so do it when you get out of the shower.” She stood with arms by her side, staring straight ahead at her breasts while she talked. “Raise your arms above your head,” we both bid, “and look for any dimpling or puckering, especially if it’s just on one side.” I watched my breasts. And finding that misplaced letter or character can be a real pain in the ass! But I guess the invitation was stuck someplace in my head, because Bob, a fellow co-worker of mine, noticed I wasn't quite "there"."What's up with you today, Phil? Your head doesn't seem to be with you today. What's buggin' you?" he asked. "Oh nothing. Just got something in the mail this morning that's got me distracted I guess," I said, trying to focus on my work. "Oh?" he asked. I knew Bob; he wasn't one to let.