Uski figure 38-30,-36 hai.Jo us dekhta us par flat ho jata tha.Namasty app sabhi ka sukrya for reading my story.I am amar apni life ki ake kahani bata...a ja raha huMa engg 3yr ma hu.Mari collage ma ake kubsurat ladki padi ha us ka name puja hai. Usko pahla din sa sabhi ladka line marta tha bo mari class ma pad ti hai.Mujha usma koi intrest nahi tha.Bo lab ma mujsa ake din record magna mara pas ai ta mana usa da dia.Usi baat ko mara dosto na seriously la liya or mujha uski name sa coment karna. She looked away immediately, and I felt bad for overstepping the imaginary line of proper decorum. I dialed it back from there for several days, until she was again meeting my eye contact, and even smiling again, although she made sure to look down as she did so. I was pleased that I was able to get back on her good side, as I didn't want her to be upset with me in any way. I was getting more at ease with our platonic exchanges and it felt like she was too. I remember it was a Friday. In the south teacher’s were called by their first names at the progressive school. It dawned on Julie she was not going to be rescued and would be at the mercy of her former teacher.Julie’s former, stern teacher had been sipping his toddie when he heard the sound of wood cracking out on his Victorian homes porch.It had been a typical Halloween with femme brats hollering out his name, knocking on the door and running away laughing at him as he opened the door.He realized as he opened the front. Ruchi and I were a bit jealous, but we smiled.I took her whiskey glass and offered her, which she took from my hand and gulped all whiskey in one go. She was completely out then and was about to fall from the bed. But I stood and caught her arms. She said, “Sorry I can’t stand, please get my hands washed.”I was holding her. Meanwhile, Saurabh came and took her to the bathroom to get her hands and mouth cleaned. Shruti also was out, but she tried to stand. She told me that she was also done, but.