I slumped with relief but you held onto me and almost had to drag me to our tent.Once inside you placed a blanket over my shoulders and began taking m... sodden hiking boots off. "Trust you to fall into the river! I know it's summer time but that river is freezing all year round baby. Let's get your wet clothes off and warm you up." I just gazed at you and watched as you struggled with the wet laces. I was too cold to help and all I really wanted to do was lie down and sleep. I must have. He was using wet cloth on her forehead and trying to keep her body temperature cool. He was also rubbing his palms with dry soft cloths. Her lower part of leg was also rubbed by soft cloths. These are the processes followed in villages if someone is suffering from fever.Aunt was now slept. And Ritika and Rishu were alone at that room. Now fever was lowered so Ritika was feeling hotness. She was fully wet due to moist of her body. So she thrown blanket from her body. Now she was only in nighty. చూస్తుండగానే శుక్రవారం వచ్చేసింది. ప్రత్యూష ని బతిమాలుకున్నాను మా సంగతి చెప్పొద్దని. సాయంత్రం యువ రాగానే అతని రూంకి షిఫ్ట్ అయ్యాను.“ఏమిటి కధ? మమూలుగా కంటే చాలా కసి గా ఉన్నావు?”అని టీజ్ చేసేడు యువ నేను లేగదూడ ఆవు పొదుగుని కుమ్మినట్టు అతని మొడ్డని కుమ్ముతూ ఉంటే. కొంచెం సిగ్గు పడ్డాను.“చాలా రోజులు అయ్యింది కదా నీ మొడ్డ రుచి చూసి” అన్నాను నవ్వుతూ అతను నా నోట్లో కార్చిన జ్యూస్ , నీళ్ళు తాగేక.పొద్దుటే లేచి, ఊటీ వెళ్ళాలి. మా బేంక్ వాళ్ళంతా వేరే వేన్ లు, ఇన్నోవాలు బూక్ చేసుకున్నారు. ఆదివారం. These few seconds were electric, sending a tingly feeling throughout my body. He proceeded to stroke me a few times, eliciting a tiny whimper of pleasure from my lips. I slowly started bucking my hips to his rhythms. “You can do it tons of different ways, but I like this way the best – with just these two fingers.”I suspected he liked stroking me off, but was possibly afraid of being considered “a fag,” so stopped after a few more strokes. Tragic, really – for those few strokes, I was in.