"With that the band began playing a currently popular song. I watched as Mr. Smith turn off the microphone and leave the stage. I felt a hand on my ar... and turned to look at Ken. "Do you want to get some punch?" he asked loudly trying to rise above the noise of the band. I nodded and we headed for the table where they were serving it.We stood drinking punch and watching the couples gyrating on the floor in front of us. We had just finished our drinks when the band went into a slow number and. I took a long bath. When I entered into hall, she’s all prepared with roti, mutton and some soup. She also had a bath. She changed into shorts and loose, white tee shirt. And forgot to tell you, if I compare, she nearly looks like Alia Bhatt, short, fair and plump. Looking her in that dress I rolled my balls and took a mute gasp. She observed it and asked, “What happened?”“Nothing, you look cool in white”“Thank you”During the dinner, we had a conversation like this.“So, how is everything. So,u can guess my age. I can claim myself ‘a good looking’ because that’s been confirmed by many gal friendz in my life. Was a cricketer during my school & college days…and that adds a feather to my cap being in a co-education school. It was in a stadium in chennai, when we played aussies during a test match, myself and my friend were present from day one of the game. It’s my usual routine to go and watch live cricket matches, as i get sponsored tickets from my coach whenever the match is. Wes wiped it away with the pad of his thumb.“I love you, head, ribs, fingers, toes and all,” he said. “So much, you have no idea.”“I’m trying to understand,” I said, pulling his face down. I kissed him; soft, sweet, slow. “Help me learn, Wes. I’m not ... good at this.”“There’s nothing to it,” he assured me. “All you have to do is let go. Whatever tries holding you back, bark at it to fuck off.”I laughed. “Kiss me, you goof.”And he did. It was a kiss of the ages, the kind of kiss that put other.