Ek din rat ko usse batkarte karte oh boli jiju apko akele achha nahin lagta hoga to mein bola tu rat ko ghar kyun nahin ajati rat ko bat karte. Oh man...gayi aur hostel mein bol ke aye ki meri didi adv stage mein he usse help karne ke liye jiju ka ghar jaunga.Kisiko koi sak nahin hua Aur sam ko mere sath ghar agayi.Sam ko ham khud khana banayr oh help ki kichen mein.Dono khana khake bate karne lage idhar udhar Ki.Bato bato mein ham puchhe kitera koi boy friend he kya to oh mana ki.To bhir mein. She usually didn't get up until 4:30 or 5:00. She heard a toilet flushing upstairs. Someone was up. She headed back to the kitchen shaking her head at herself. WHY ON EARTH HAD SHE GOTTEN UP THIS EARLY!!! She checked the oven. GOOD!!! The biscuits were coming along good. She opened the front door and stepped out on the porch. The cold air might get her right. She stood there naked on the porch taking deep lung fulls of the cold predawn air. She looked down. She was covered in gooseflesh, and. "Nice, huh?" he asked. "Nice," she breathed, nodding.He kneaded her small breasts with his free hand, gently pinching her nipples to hardness. He squeezed the fullness of one tit, increasing the pressure until she hissed and bit her bottom lip. At the same time, she pushed herself down hard on his fingers. "Like that," she murmured. He had suspected she liked a little roughness. Now he knew for sure. He squeezed again, releasing at the second her breath caught and she pressed down. He could. “No..you would not find me...good enough!“Why not?..You look great and you are a very sweet, natural girl…“Yes, but I am not very...experienced...I have only been with two guys...” she said, still looking at the money. “Well, do you like sex?”“Yes, of cause!“Good, do you want to learn more?…She looked up at him. “But I don´t even know your name, sir “Do you need my name right now, Kasia?...I´ll tell you my name when we are on the road…He dipped a finger in cappuccino-foam and held the finger.