Reete mam dekhne me mast thi bangali thi wo but bilkul gori,boobe jada bade nahi the but bilkul exact the,face gol,gand b jada bade nahi,means ek mast...good looking sweet ladki n pooja mam dikhne me avg thi but uski figure b kafi had tk reeta mam se milte julte the bas unki gand thodi patli thi.Ha to mai interview dene gya or select ho gya.Ab mujhe job join krna tha to maine kr liya.Mai office jata jrur but unse bat nahi krta jada ek din ki bat h jb mai gaya to unhone mujhe apne cabin me bulaya. I looked at Amrita.She was smiling with her head held down. We ignored this and got on the train. I went to confirm my seat but it was not confirmed. The TC told me to ask the TTR in the train for a berth so I thought that I had to arrange for a seat anyhow.We got a seat just next to the door but only one person could sit there so she sat on my lap. At the next station, the tt got in our bogie and he gave us the top berth. While helping her to climb there my hand hit her choot and she smiled at. Give him a chance," Bob said, thinking his friend needed to be defended, "He was just trying to show some respect." Right," Sandy rebutted playfully, "Like he is now, trying to see between my legs, trying to see if I'm wearing panties." She crossed her legs."Well are you?" Charlie asked."Am I wearing panties?" Sandy snapped, letting her voice rise. "Of course!" She jerked her legs apart, exposing the front of her white cotton panties. "Satisfied?" she asked with a smirk, crossing her legs once. "How're you?" - "Anna?" she asked and stared at me incredulously. She smiled. "Thank god, I thought already..." ...that I won't show up?" I asked. "Or that I'm a guy?" She laughed. She had a beautiful, open laugh, and her face was so pretty I wondered why she put so much work into her body.I sat down next to her. The café had only a few other visitors, a few schoolgirls sat on a table across from us, and a couple seemed to be sitting in side. Other than that, it was empty. The waitress came up.