Her entry into my life was quiet unexpected. After my +2 I got admitted in one of the prestigious Arts and Science College for B.Sc Mathematics, my fa...orite. I joined the classes and as usual daily classes, friends and home. That’s when a new student joins our class named Rekha, a good looking girl slim but I had a nice boobs. Then we introduced ourselves and that’s when I came to know that she was near my house. She had just shifted into her new house which was on the same way of my home. Then. With every stroke of his strong and gentle hand, with adequate pressure, he steadily came down to the foot for reflexology. He pressed his fingers tightly on the pressure points of the sole and did the same with the other foot too. This was the best reflexology which I ever had in my life. It had been a relaxing massage so far.He rubbed his palms with some more oil and said \”massage would become sensual from now, at any point in time, you feel uncomfortable, let me know\”. His hands were on my. ‘And he always has to have the last word.’ ‘And he tells bad jokes,’ Joe said. ‘He loves babies,’ Rhiannon put in. Adele smiled over at me. ‘He’s always the first person to offer help if you need it.’ ‘He always sees the bright side in things,’ came from Nate. ‘And he makes eyes at all the women,’ Violet added, keen to go around again. ‘Why this one time I watched him try to pick up two women at the same time! The first one shot him down, so he just turned to the other and said—’ ‘Don’t you. . He’s never lost a match because of this ‘pretzel’ hold he has. Whatever you do, do not let him get you in that hold! If he does, you’re finished.”Ole nodded in acknowledgment.As the match started, Ole and the Russian circled each other several times, looking for an opening. All of a sudden, the Russian lunged forward, grabbing Ole and wrapping him up in the dreaded pretzel hold. A sigh of disappointment arose from the crowd and the coach buried his face in his hands, for he knew all was lost.