" I could clearly see the outlines of her already hard nipples pushing against the fabric of her top. Her red miniskirt was so small as to be almost...non-existent, and it left very little to the imagination. A pair of black leather thigh high boots completed the package. For a moment, I couldn't speak, only stare as I took in this vision of smoldering sensuality that stood before me like a fantasy come true. She really is a goddess, I thought to myself. Karen simply stood there for a. Though she was never a very close friend of mine but we got well together she was punjabi and u can expect some rawness in her nature. After school she separated as she joined a different colege for her graduation and me a diffrent one.But as i was in my final year i saw her once and believe me it was difficult to recognize her ‘coz she was all dressed up lik a women bangles, saree etc etc…..and no points for guessing yaaa she got married.Two-three years from ten some how she contacted me and. "You know," Maria continued "That black one with the ... Ah Ha!" and with that she pulled out the t-shirt in question and then continued searching through Carries clothes until she'd assembled an outfit from Carrie's admittedly small selection that met with Maria's approval and then told her to change. Carrie had no idea why she wasn't pissed, but she wasn't. There was just something about the whole thing that was both amusing and wonderful. It was also oddly elating to allow Maria to take. He went next to my jeans and then my panties. I had chosen to wear a matching bra and lacy thong. After he completely undressed me, he took my hand and let me down a hallway to a bedroom. The room was near empty except for a bed, a dresser, a night stand and a chair. Nothing on the walls, and no windows. I was starting to get creeped out a little. ‘If you could just lay down on the bed for a minute, I’ll be right back’ he said with a sincere smile. The kind of smile adults only get when they.