Wo kuch der chup rhi or phir boli theek h jo krna h uper uper se kr le ander mt dalna tu bhai h ye shi nhi h mai bola ok.Or mai ek dum se gya or pura ...har ander se lock kr diya or riya ko le k room me aa gya wo sharma rhi thi mujhse to maine room ki lights off kr di or room me kafi andhera ho gya .Mai riya ko kiss krne lga lips p pr wo kiss nhi kr rhi thi bs khadi thi chup chap .Kuch der ase hi kiss krne k baad maine use bed p liya diya or uski t-shirt uper kr k uski bra kholne lga usne bola. Ayda shrugged her shoulders and commented, "It's only a word, and you are a Highness," adding under her breath as Charlotte was led away, "for the moment."Investigating her background had been easy. General Mustapha had a list of all the foreign nationals who had died or been captured, and Thomas Harrison was listed as having been killed accidentally during the fight for the hydro-electric power station. His next of kin was listed as a wife in England whose name was Mary, and his body had been. Her hair come to her ass which can make anyone crazy. I wanted her from the first year. I am very good in studies, so once during exam she asked me to help her with her studies. I quickly said yes. I was to happy because I was getting a chance to spend time with her and come close to her. We used meet in the library after classes and I used to teach her. Eventually we started getting close. We began discussing our lives. She has a boyfriend in agra, she is from agara. I was single.I have a well. “OK give me a hand,” she responded, putting her tea on the bedside table, full of various medication.Both of us managed to roll her over, me loving the various layers that made her up, that spread across two thirds of the bed. She has so many delicious curves and creases where the curves meet and form more curves, splaying into further facets of soft warm, toasty brown flesh. The views I remember of her in the showers, way back in my childhood, seared back through me, trying to work out which.