After a long wait I got that chance, one-day Ramya messaged me. Ramya: Hey prem em chesthunav? (Hey prem what are you doing) Me: nothing just songs vi...tuna ( nothing just listening songs) Ramya: Repu ma parents bayataki velthunaru, lunch ki ma intiki vosthava (tomorrow my parents are going out, will you come for lunch) Me: ha vostha Mari Em special chesthav (sure I’ll come, then what are you going to prepare for me) Ramya: special Em ledu just pappu, charu, & papad anthe ( nothing special. Fortunately, it was a Monday, and the place was deserted.--------------------------------------I proceeded to get dressed in a set of fresh clothes that I kept in my locker, and then made my way up to my publisher's office.Sherry and I were about the same age. She may have been a bit older. Had we met when we were younger, who knows what might have happened. We had always had a great working relationship, and I had not wanted to do anything to fuck that up. She kept getting me writing. He commenced to pat down my arms, starting with my right, moving from hands to shoulder, then switched over to the left.“I feel like this is a little excessive, don’t you?” Man, his hands were big and warm. He wasn’t wearing gloves but I was trying really, really hard not to notice it. “I mean, it’s not like I could be hiding a baggie full of anthrax in my sleeves right now. You know, because I don’t have any sleeves.”“Just being thorough,” he said and slid his fingertips into the hollows. Hey people this is my first story on this site and the first time I have written something this long so don’t mind no mistakes, I have read few stories on this site…. Well ok more than a few and all start by introducing them self’s so ill do the same my name is Neha and am almost 21 doing economics and live in Pune.This story is about my mommy she’s 41 and a milf, is what I and some of my girly friends think. My parents got a mutual divorce 1 year ago as they both were having an affair. This.