” She smiled and turned towards me, her breast about to touch my chest and she kept her hand on my shoulder and told “why are you doing such? Be q...iet, please, nothing happened harmful, you call me Bhabiji, so why are you hesitating such, every ‘devar’ has some right upon his Bhabi.”She was smiling, then I look straight at her eyes, I saw her eyes were glittering in joy, I also smiled and told “Bhabiji, really you are meaning it?” She again smiled and told “of course, I’m meaning it, now relax,. And he sat at her side. They both started talking many things. The boy asked “A college lo join avuthavu..?”“Enduku.?.. akkada kooda terichi petta mantava.. “she said smilingly.Manam eppudaina kaluddama..?” boy asked..“Ammo maa intlo champe staru..”“Aye.. emi chestu unnaavu..? velu theeyi..” andi ammayi“emaindi..? he asked teasingly.“Giliginthalu ga vuntundi..” aa ammayi muduchu kuntoo andi..“Ekkada.. “ without removing his hand he said.‘Aye.. vaddu.. piskaku.. metta badathai…”“Emi pallu ivi…?”. And getting less than lukewarm responses in return. The same unsolvable problems that plague us.You leave me aching like no one else in so many ways. My body aches from long tender loving nights. My soul aches knowing you are without me and unhappy. My only cure for this is to turn these aches into passions. I long for you and instead of falling into the deep abyss of reality, I plan for the next time we are together. Instead of sobbing and yearning for your hands on me, I use my own.Reality. She’s very comfortable with me to the extent she speaks about her periods. Chatting went on and she started asking about the girls in the UK. I wasn’t gonna reveal everything as I had promised her that am not going to have sex with girls there.She: so tell me about the girls you were hanging out in the UK.Me: nothing much to tell, they were good looking, friendly girls. I had good time with themShe: so y r u acting this way, I always tell you everything about my friends. Y don’t u?Me: am.