Take Greg for instance, he was my first, I was 17 and he was 21. He took his time and it was about 6 weeks before we actually made love in the back of...his small van, though we had fooled around a bit before that starting with just kissing and him rubbing my tits through my jumper, to hands inside of jumper feeling my tits, it made me feel excited and wanting more. One night he put my hand on the front of his trousers, and I could feel the size of his erect cock through the denim, by this time I. Let me go to story without wasting your time it is better to narrate the all feeling in Urdu (Hindi).Aik din men kissi zarrori kam say ghar say nikala aur aur dossri ghalli say ghuzr raha tha to kissi nay mujhay awaz di men rok ghaya pechay dekha to aik aunty kharri thi us nay kaha beta kahan ja rahay hoo men nay bolla kia baat ha to aunty boli mujhay kuch dawain manghwani hain merray husband theek nahin hain men nay socha help karni chahiay men bola men laa deta hoon to us nay muskratay howay. We fell silent for a minute or two. Then, no longer serious, he said, 'So you haven't been with anyone, but I hope you won't mind me asking ... have you had any offers?'This was a leading question. If I said yes, lots, it would sound like I had been deliberately leading people on. If I said no, then it would sound like my faithfulness was a result of lack of opportunity. I said, 'A couple of people looked like they might be interested. Has anyone been after you?''Not a soul. Guess I'd better. Micheal sweeps away a few stray tendrils of hair that has fallen out of the clip, that's holding up her hair. Micheal starts singing along with Don Henley's 'Dirty Laundry', bobbing her head in time with the music as she shaves the other leg slowly, in long strokes, trying not to miss any hairs. Jarod watches as she leans over turning it up a little louder.Micheal finishes her leg and lets her hair down, running her hands threw it, shaking it out, swinging her head a little. She pulls the plug.