To usne bola ki ye kaise possible ho skta hai. To maine kha ki bilkul last seat pe chalte hai….Kyunki bus mai pessenger bhut kamthey…Aur jo bhi th...y wo sb aage they…Piche to bus bilkul khali thi…Mere aisa khne pr wo ek dum maan gyi aur hm pichli seat pr gye….Maine uski salwarko niche kr diya….Magr usne utarne se mna kr diya….Maine usse kha ki ye bus ab ambala se phle khi nhi rukegi…Kyuki us root pe raat ko pessenger nhi hote aur mai kafi baar aa chuka hu is time…To wo raaji ho gyi aur maine. Damn! It had been so sweet! And his careful plans had played out almost to perfection!The pictures and videos he captured... oh my god! They'd serve as fuel for his masturbatory fantasies for years! Of course, a large percentage of both the stills and video images would never be posted to the internet (he was vaguely aware that they would easily fit the definitions of 'child porn'; he wasn't about to cross the line to 'distributor'), still he was feeling surprisingly... possessive. Jealous,. ’ ‘Yes, of course,’ Angela whispered, looking to the table at the right-hand side of the couch. ‘Marlboro. I phoned my Mom.’ ‘Oh?’ asked Gwen, suddenly curious. ‘What did she say?’ ‘Don’t worry, it’s perfectly natural for us, it’ll go away in a few days,’ Angela quoted. ‘Did she say anything about…’ Gwen hesitated. Angela may not have considered what was currently foremost in Gwen’s mind, but Gwen had to know. ‘Can I get pregnant?’ ‘By me? No, not yet,’ revealed Angela. ‘Not for another three. "Not as long as you, I guess," Laura smiled, warmly.She wanted Bernice to like her."We've been friends since high school," Bernice said."Can I sit closer?"Bernice swallowed. Laura knew instantly that she had never gone to bed with a woman before. This was new, and a little frightening, to her. "Yes," she said softly.Laura moved next to her. She raised one hand and ran her forefinger along Bernice's smooth black cheek to her mouth, then traced the sensual curve of her lips. A very beautiful.