I work here in Ahmedabad and have lots of friends in here. I am a party freak. The story also started somewhat the same way.I met Divya (name changed)...in a party which one of our common friends had organized. She was in a traditional dress i kinda have likings towards the girls wearing traditional. She was with her boyfriend and i was with my girlfriend. We got introduced and had a great time together. After that night i guess we didn’t meet till 3 odd months. On one day i was surfing through. She'd been there, she'd done that, and now she was using the other end of her body, her mind. And that felt good.Two days later Cathy showed up at school in a new dress. "I love the stores here," she said."Better than what you were used to?" Much better. A log of things we had to order out of catalogs, and then tailor after it arrived." She plucked at the waist. "And I didn't have to alter it at all."Danielle didn't ask. If Cathy had lived in that small of a town, she wasn't surprised that her. “I missed taking my pill this morning!”My second shot splattered across her ass, as I held my manhood in my hand. She quickly turned, and then my third shot landed on the dining room table. She knelt in front of me and slipped my cock into her open mouth, to catch the last of whatever I had left. It was a surreal moment. I had busted her cherry and damn nearly fathered a child in the process. I was scared and ecstatic at the same time. She kissed my testicles, then slowly made her way up to my. Hell, it said that on the box. That’s why I loved it so much. Did it really come from Bradley? I don’t have much time before dinner, but I had to know how much of my life is a lie.I nervously dialed the number. 7-3-4-5-5-5-7-9-2-5. My heart rate increased and my breathe quickened as the phone rang. It had been two months since Cecilia’s birthday. Still no word. It breaks my heart to know that after all this time, she may hate me. Better hate me than have her feel nothing for me I keep telling.