” Well, it sure has worked, but why do you want to do that?”, I asked. “Ummm…I’d rather not talk about it”, she said with a deep sigh, and...then I noticed tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.I wanted badly to hug her and comfort her, but my t-shirt would have fallen off and left me exposed. I didn’t want to think about sex while she was crying.“Well, maybe I should tell you; i’ve had some bad experiences with men… No, not rape or anything like that…in high school I was sort of plain looking. My sister was Payal 18 years old and she had a slim figure , long curly hair , thin pink lips , not that fair , with 32 size boobs , good bouncy ass , wore a black frog and hair opened , jolly and not shy type girl has a boyfriend and loves eating , sleeping , styles 24/7 .A Sudden Knock striked at the door it was like 2:55 , his timing was correct , he came inside , i told him to sit “Sir , batiyea , wo ahrahihey” , Sir “okay” , as no one was at home i decided to watch him from the peek of the. She was starting to pant, much against her will. His hands reached her T-shirt around her waist and pulled it out from her skirt. He raised her arms above her head and, in one swift motion, pulled the T-shirt over her head. She gasped when she saw him throw it away from her reach on the floor. The next thing he pulled off was her bra. She was now standing topless in the kitchen and pressed against her son. She was lost in the moment but was aware of his stooping down. She felt the zip at the. I wasn’t just out for a walk, I was hoping for some fun. But those guys… well they were a little too much.’ Pausing you eye me over and a sly grin comes over your face. Quickly you hide it and subtly lick your puckering lips. I blink twice, not sure if I had seen what I thought. I can feel a deep primal need growing inside me, but I do everything I can to suppress it thinking you don’t need someone trying to grope you after tonight. As we drive to your home, we make small talk, and I watch.