Other than the road the entire valley was empty, not asingle building, no lights, no sign of anyone else. It was perfect. He pulled the pickup forward... stopped again, and got out to close the gate.When he came back they drove on, up the gentle slope of the valley floor. Eventuallythey came to the end of the road, where it widened out into a small lot belowa covered mineshaft set into the mountain. Other than the road it was the onlyevidence anyone had ever been to this place. He parked in the. What am I talking about you ask ?? Am talking about the circle of people/friends I have that are friends but hot like the Caribbean sauce . You know those certain friends that do the casual flirting , innuendo's every now and then, ( I'll have to do another story with how this all started ) racy text messages or phone calls but still comes under the umbrella of "friends".Am describing Mr Z ! A man who I knew for a couple of years through the musical circuit and we were cool , never had any. Meri pehli kahani boss ne munhe ek chudakkad banaya padh kar bahuy mail aaye so ap mujhe mail kar sakte h is mail id pe So apka jada samay na lete hue mai story pe aata huBat us wakt ki h jab mai 1st year me tha mere ghaf k samne ek family shift hui thi. Mai apne ghar k bahaf hi khada yha tab achanak ek gadi fuki usme se ek bahut hi sexy si aunty utri waaaahhh kya maal lag rhi thi phir uski 2 betiya utri kya gajab figure tha unka. Mano ki dekhte hi lund se pani nikal jaye . Us rat mai so nai pa. She sat in the pool for a while longer and pondered what to do now. It was obvious he was attracted to her. He couldn’t hide that. Maybe, he sensed that she was apprehensive and then realizing her youth linked the two and decided she was too young. She hated the words ‘too young.’ It made her skin boil. She may have been young, but she knew that she was capable of anything. Sitting in the pool, stewing in her juices, she managed to brood some intense motivation. She would make her move at the.