Then, being a little rough, he forced the teardrop past the muscles and resistance until it was buried. He listened for her response. A grunt was bad;...a gasp was better; a moan was the best. She gave a soft moan and he knew he had her. He twisted it gently and she moaned again. Then, he pulled up her panties and pulled down her skirt."There," he said. "Now get on your knees."She flushed but obeyed. He didn't open his slacks or do anything to help her. Fumbling the slightest bit, she got his fly. ”She sighed deeply, then moved her face very close to mine.“I know.”She kissed me, then put her head on my shoulder and snuggled close when I wrapped my arms around her. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted her, but my experience with Jocelyn told me that crossing that line would change things in ways I couldn’t predict. This would not be like Emmy or Sandy, or even like Becky, who simply looked at the possibility we might be together. But I also didn’t feel as it was as extreme as it. I am an orthodox and disciplined girl. I had no boyfriends or relationship with any one before.It was semester holidays. My parents went to Pune for some function. So I was alone in the home. My mom asked me to stay in my sister’s home. I accepted and went to her house. Her name was Harshini. She was also a perfect figured girl with a hot body. She had a relation with a boy in her college days. But our parents neglected and she married my mother’s brother Rajesh.Harshini and rajesh have a son. . . she realized with a sickening dread that she’d left her driver’s license in her jacket that morning.­ “Excuse me, Miss. I need to see your license and registration, please.” Julie drew a deep breath and began to explain that she’d forgotten her license at home, but would be more than happy to bring it to the station later that day . . . “Miss, would you please step out of the car?” The officer stepped back from the door to allow her to open it, and Julie stepped out of her car, standing.