The soft mounds and hardened nipples were rubbing against my chest. And that’s when the phone rang. It was Sneha who was calling me. When I told her...it was Sneha’s call she took the phone from me and put the call on speaker phone. Shubhi : ‘Kashi Aahes?’ ( How are you ) Sneha : ‘Mast majet, pan tu sakali sakali Ashu kade kay kartes?'( I am good, but what are you doing at Ashu’s home in the morning?) Shubhi : ‘ Ajun kay karnaar, aplya ladkya Ashu la zhavtey. Tu yetes ka?’ ( What else I would do.. I knew what she wanted. I loved the attention to my tit but this was an invitation to caress the inside of her thigh with the instep of my right foot. She began to moan. The moans became louder as my foot got higher until my heel was jammed against her bottom. I moved my foot slowly down again and then came up hard against her bottom. She grunted and renewed her attack on my nipple. I worked my heel round until it split the crack of her bottom and then pulled it up hard against her. I have long red hair to the middle of my back and I'm five feet and eight inches and slim with a very decent pair of legs. My breasts are a tiny bit smaller than Sally's but I'm proud of my pert pair! Much as I like to imagine I'm a ‘bad girl', that's a side of me which usually remains hidden.So, fast forward a couple of months and I had just moved out of my parents' house into a rather nice apartment. It was on the third floor of an eight-floor building that my hard work and dedication to my. She fed us and we sat across from each other a bit nervously."You in Washington's army?" he asked.I nodded."I was up in Boston with the local militia, Dorchester Heights, but my wife took sick so they let me come home." I was there. You missed a good party when the British left," I said.He smiled at me."This here's a good girl," I said."She is that," he agreed, and then rather reluctantly, he pecked her on the cheek and took his leave.It did not take long for Nancy and me to get back in the bed.