Train any me kuch der thi. Hm vhin khady wait krny lgy. Kch drr bad teen ladky hmaary sath a k khdy ho gay. Or mummy ko ghurny lgy baki log b mom ko h... ghur rhy thy. Kio k mom black pjaame or red kurty me bout hot lg rhi thi. Same Kareena jesi unka face b wesa hi hy. Phir train a gai hm last dby ki trf gay. Wo tino ladky b hmary pichy a gay. Me smaj gia wo mom k liy hmary dby me a rhy hn. Jb mom train me jany lgi to unka kurta lock mee atak gia mom ny try ki.A pr ni nikla phir un me se ek lerky. Fuck you and your freedom movement. You want freedom? Buy yourself an island, or get onboard a spaceship. You ain’t going to find it here.”“Cover up my tits,” she said.“Why, I like them,” he said.“Do I get to choose?” she asked. “Are you just feeding me a line, or do I own myself?”“I own you,” he told her. “You tried to kill me; remember?”“Cover me up and I won’t do it again,” she said.“Bullshit,” he told her. “You trying to tell me you just got converted by my little speech?”“No, but I want to. I put my arm around his neck and pull myself forward until our lips meet. This memory etches itself into my brain like writing on stone, our first kiss as being engaged.“Do you want to finish?” He asks.I shake my head, then wipe my eyes on his shoulder. The only thing I want to do is go home with him. My legs are weak, so I take his hand and have him pull me to my feet. Even having to leave his side to get my belongings from the locker room hurts. I grab my stuff quickly, then rush back to him.. Just the two of them. He wanted me to give him a blowjob before he dropped me off here, then go play video games. Second off, throwing on leggings and a t-shirt isn't any trouble, but doing my hair and shaving my legs is going to some trouble," she all but yelled at me. "You do like nice. I like that you didn't put too much makeup on, but enough to make you look good," I said noticing she did take some time to get ready. "Thank you for noticing. Did that asshole notice? No. He didn't even.