Mai parents se chori apne dosto ke sath. Patang udata tha.:jab class ki summer holidays hui to mai hamesha ki trah apne mama ke pass holidays bitane c...la geya.Mere mama ke do ladke the ek 30 saal ka aur doosra 19 aur 20 ke beech ka tha. Mama g ka bda ldka videsh chla gaya tha..Aur chota wahi tha.Meri holidays ke 2nd day ki baat hai.. Sab ne raat ka khana khayea.. Aur sone ke liye apne apne bister khaat par lgaane lge.. Mai apne mama ke saath sota tha to mami ne kaha apne bde bhaiya ke sath so. ‘I’m in a pickle and you’re the only one that can unpickle me.’ ‘But I can’t,’ I protested. ‘This Sally, she’s….’ ‘Bloody gorgeous,’ Tim interrupted me. ‘Please Sam. Please help me out.’ ‘But…. But ….’ Tim sat there grinning at me, and I couldn’t find the words to follow my ‘buts’ with. Within minutes, I was grinning back at him. ‘When’s the date?’ ‘Friday.’ ‘Where?’ ‘Floriano’s,’ he told me, earning him a nod of approval, my favourite restaurant. ‘What time?’ ‘Eight o’clock.’ ‘And I’m Tim for. This time you cannot move back and so once again feel my lips on yours. I let my fingers touch your shoulder and then move down over your breasts. You try and move but find you cannot move away from my touch, feeling my fingers move firmly but gently over your breasts, sending soft and warm electrical shocks through your nipples making them harden. I see your nipples start to push through your top and smile to myself, as I move my fingers down to your stomach. You feel my fingers glide. I resisted the natural temptation to pull it down constantly, and would only make that move when the skirt was so narrow it looked more like a belt.It was getting very crowded around us, and I gradually lost sight of Sonja. That was OK with me because it allowed me to do my own thing and make my own moves, which I decided to do.I was now dancing by myself, so it was not unusual for guys or girts to stare at what was happening to my dress as I moved to the beat of the music. There were lots of.