The time was almost 4 pm. She was afraid and asked to drop her at the bus stand. I knew feel and take her to drop. After dropped her she didn’t say ...nything and leave. That time I saw her back beauty I need to her from behind. Her shape was erotic. I had controlled myself and went to the home. After reaching home I can’t control my self. I had masturbated at the bathroom and relax. Then she texted me at late evening and shouted me ” how dare you did like that. I thought you just talking like. " She whispered, then pulled away, the smile fixed firmly back in place as she nodded towards the flat. "Dad's bringing the carry-cot in, but I need to sit down, she's not getting any lighter." Sorry, come on in." Hope stepped aside and waved her in towards the seats before heading out and down the steps to where her father was approaching along the pavement, laden down with accessories."You know," he offered when he saw her, "I'm sure that if this was your mother and me, I'd have had a hand. "Take your shirt off" he tells me sharply. I obey him, raising my shirt over my head, and then tossing it on the floor. He turns away from me, lighting a candle and illuminating our room. The flame jumps, then settles, and flickers enough to make shadows dance across the walls. I wonder how long he's been thinking about this moment, this night. And then he takes his place again in front of me. I'd been sitting on my heels, and now I raise myself up so that I can reach him with my mouth. He. His jaw, rough with a half day of stubble, rested against her head. They clutched and swayed like every other couple on the floor and strained their ears to hear the conversation happening not even five feet from them."It's about damned time you got here." She recognized Gunny's steel grated voice from the other conversation of his that she had overheard, at the Polecat camp massacre.The other man's voice was smoother and calmer, though tinged with irritation. "I had business." He had an East.