Vicky main ghatkopar mumbai main rehta hun or sirf apnay shauk k liye zinda hun kisi mast maal ko agar mujh sey sex karnay ke ecchaa ho to befekar ho ... mail karay aaj main jo aapko kahani sona raha hoon woh meray dost Ashok ki sachi kahani hai jo main aap ko apni zabani sonata hoon umid hai aap ko meri yah koishish pasand aye gi acha to story ki taraf aatay hain yah undino ki bat hai jab main 3sal kay liyah dubai gia howa tha mujhay meray baray bhai k dost nay apnay stor per kam karnay kay. "Would you come up here and help me?" Sure," he grinned, thinking it would be nice to get out of the hot sun as he put the hoe down."Hi," she grinned, sitting on the edge of her bed when he entered her room. "Do you feel like having some fun?" What do you mean?" he asked, not dreaming that this beautiful redheaded divorcee would want to fuck with an eighteen-year-old boy."I thought maybe we could entertain each other," she giggled."I still don't know what you mean." I think you know what I. Dieter was a poor liar. He wilted.“I really can’t say,” Dieter pleaded.“Did you see Ursula having sex with someone?”Dieter hung his head and quietly said, “Yes.”“Who?” Stefan demanded. Dieter was silent. “Are you going to condemn poor Ursula to having a bastard child and raising it without any help? Is that what you want for the poor girl?”Dieter sadly shook his head no.“Who fucked Ursula?” Stefan demanded.“Rudi,” Dieter answered quietly.“Rudi?” Stefan asked, now laughing. “Little Rudi with his. What should she do, stay or go? He asked, “Well?” Then started towards the showers.She was stunned, but followed, wondering what was about to happen….Together they walk down the hallway, neither knowing anything about the other except their gym habits. No names had ever been shared. So, focused on the one another, they didn't notice the whispers or looks they received.Reaching the door of the showers he pushed it open and then they step through. She continues to stare as he reached down locking.