Jate jate bhot thand thi. Hamare hath jam gaye the scooty chalate chalate. Hum kayi baar raste mein ruke the. Vaha pahaunchte hi hum ekdum shock ho ga...e. Dam k vaha itna jyada fog tha k do hath door koi aadmi dikhayi na de. Humne aisa nazara kabhi nai dekha tha. Main aur raj bhot khuh ho gaye. Hum scooty damn k upar le gaye aur stand pe khadi kar ke baith gaye. Charo taraf fog aur raj ne apne phone mein slow songs baja diye (uski aadat thi gaane sunne ki). Uss thand mein aisa kya nasha chada. “I didn’t tell her how ... personal ... it can get,” said Randi, standing up. “She’s pretty wild, though. I guess you could tell her how to do it and not be there.”“Is that what you’re going to do?” I asked, thinking she was working up to how she was going to punish me for squeezing that nipple.She sat down, and looked at me. “Oh no,” she said. “I don’t have a boyfriend either.”I felt myself getting stiff. “I can’t be your boyfriend,” I said, stupidly.“Of course not,” she said seriously. “But. You have 10 minutes, or Icancel it," Chrissie left, not forgetting to curtsey.With the assistance of Sissies Pauline and Sue, the jobs were completedand Chrissie hobbled, as quickly as his ankles would allow, to thecellar and entered the room. "Just in time!" Goddess announced, lookingat her watch, as he entered, a little breathless and certainly tired andaching."I suppose all the walking in high heels is tiring and your feet ache,is that right?" Goddess asked."Yes Goddess," was Chrissie's. Our eyes remain locked and you walk into my hug, which I have suddenly offered. Warmth flows over me as your arms wrap around me. We are smiling, perhaps being a little silly, but it doesn’t matter. We manage to move into the apartment and I close the door. You giggle and a huge smile bursts on your face. ‘I was standing out there telling myself that I’d only hug you.’ ‘Same here’. I laugh and smile at you. Our eyes are still locked. I feel your small frame in my grip, feeling how delicate you.