Raat ko jab main paani peen utha tajiv- aah thoda aur ruk jaa aadha andar jaa chuka hain sarita- main marrjaungi rajib bahar nikalo isse meri gand pha... jayegi kyun ki wahan baahut shanti thi main sari baatein aaram se cun payan ,, par kuch dekh nahin paya.Rajiv ne shayad ab apnalund maa ki gand main daal hi diya,,aur maa bhi zor zor se chilane lagi phir kya tha maa bhi jish main aa jar kehne lagi chod mujhe aur o se chodd .aaha ahah ah h maar le meri gand ,, terea lund nahin yeh ghoda hain. " You wave arm"—he showed a good imitation of a come-hither gesture—"we come then. Not before." Thank you, Joe. And good night." Good night." The natives started to leave. Suddenly Akakha turned."Agnanga, Eeghanka," he said. "I chosen say this. Today best day us. Not before talk single with other single. You say good part be single talk new thoughts, new ideas. We not know before. Know now. We think single not good idea some way, but other way more good. Much more good. Learn more today any day. As I tried to pull down the hem of my gymslip Jennifer caught my eye. With a meaningful glance she reached over to help me up. She deliberately let her fingers linger on my breasts and noted the hardness of my erect nipples through the flimsy material of my hockey blouse and sports bra.I gave a little gasp of nervous surprise as she helped me slowly walk the length of the field to the other goal. Needless to add I was becoming more and more agitated as the awkward gait caused by my hockey pads. " He closed his eyes tightly squeezing the accumulated tearsto trickle down his cheeks, then let his head fall as she released herhold. He felt drained and chagrined; his spirit and will incapacitated. "Come, Michael...come with me." He sat motionless for a moment then, with passiveresignation, he yielded to her exhortation, and followed her out of the room. Her footsteps led him through his own bedroom and directed him through the mirrored door which separated.