The secondpart, called "A night out" will be posted in revised form in the next fewdays.I also improved a bit the manuscript. I adapted some of the ch...nges Imade in the Portuguese manuscript(posted with the title "Noite den?pcias", as always, in http://trasform-sylvia.blogspot.com). There aresome parts which cannot be translated, so they were not included in thisversion. If you know S?o Paulo I suggest you read the Portuguese version.Wedding nightby Sylvia WechselMy story begins one night,. I got shocked seeing this but till then i never had that intention as she was my colleague. She came near to me and spoke to me for a while and she went off.After the wedding we all started back and we had 2 more days holidays so few people went to their native from there directly so around 10 people were left.While booked the tourist bus only for one way and booked APSRTC on the return so we all went and got into the bus and started back our return journey. i was sitting in the middle row. I was a website designer in a large consulting firm. My job was basically doing the coding and layout to create functional and attractive websites for various individuals and small businesses. Over the last few years, I have automated my process with templates and macros I made. I didn’t share these shortcuts with my company, of course. As far as my coworkers knew, I was an average website designer capable of setting up 1-2 small websites per 8-hour day. In reality, I only had to work about 2. She tried to get away from me but unfortunately, her leggings tripped her down and she slipped onto the floor.Mandhira’s leggings and panties were around her ankles, her ass was bare. And my cock was erect and was ready for action. “No, Rajesh, no,” she cried. Mandhira tried to pull up her leggings and panties up. I didn’t want to lose this golden opportunity. I quickly pulled her leggings and panties forcefully from her legs, held her on her tummy firmly.I lifted her up like a doll and carried.