Her mangalsutra (wedding necklace) made its way down in-between the fissure of her two boobs as usual. His hands went to her head and started ...assaging her scalp with a heavy heartbeat out of fear to be scolded. She looked up at the mirror and their eyes met. She smiled and her arms fell to her sides. Rahul knew he had her permission. Fearlessly, he continued with the slow massage. Her black hair was shiny from the oil and fell over her back like a waterfall, all the way to. I slid my arm around his back and pulled him on top of me as I laid back on the couch. "Hey, this doesn't like mean we're gay or anything does it?" he asked. I thought about that for a second before saying, "Well we both like girls, so I guess we're Bi? That must just mean we're horny all the time and don't care where we get it from ha-" My laugh was cut off by Thomas' tongue being shoved down my throat. We continued making out for about 15 minutes when I couldnt take it anymore. I. ’ He stops for a moment, telling a dozen other stories with his silence. Then he says, ‘I took a train home, you know. After Korea.’ I do. ‘Got off on the wrong stop. Not on purpose, though. We got off the train, me and…and some of the other guys.’ Neither of us acknowledges that he can’t remember the names. ‘We got off the train to buy cigarettes. Well, there you go. We left our bags on the train and everything. It took off, and we,’ his laugh is a wheezy, breathy thing, ‘we didn’t have but. .bhabhi ne light color ka salwar suit pehne hua tha jo kaafi tight thi jo bheegene k kaaran pura unke sharer se chipak gaya tha aur unke bra peeche se dikh rahi thi..unhone sky blue color ki bra pehni thi..hum ghar pahuche aur apne kamre me kapde badal ne chale gaye..aur turant kapde badla aur bhabhi k kamre ki keyhole se andar jhaakne laga unhone jaise hi apna kurta utaara unke bade bade doodh Bra se bahar aane ko tadap rahe the phir unhone apni salwar utaari unhone black color ki panty pehen.