. Mujse tho km hi hai ,mera tho 38 26 38 hai.Wow mami apki figure tho awesome hai.Suddenly mae bol pda ,itne sexy figure hone k bd b mamaji kuch nai k...te apke sath ye tho galat baat hai unki. Meri gf ki hote aase fig tho mae usse kabhi nai chhodd taa ak second k liya b.Mami shocking way m ,tujhe kase pta ye sb. Tbhi meri gf phr se call aae. Tho unhone uska phone khud hi cut kr diya aur bole ab bta mujhe kase pta tujhe ye sb.Actually mujhe yea sb baaten sheetal mami ne btae the ak din hm aase hi. Her earrings were long leather straps that cascaded past her shoulders and lay across her breasts. A black lace veil capped her raven hair. Her makeup was different too. The eyeliner had been extended higher past her eyes. The rouge was darker and her lips glistened deep purple. And her eyes were cold. She was intimidating beautiful. Despite my buzz and the adrenaline flooding through me, I trembled. But I was pleased that I didn't look too bad myself. The tuxedo fit perfectly. I wore boots. There were more questions like that I don't remember anymore.I had her sign and print her name, tore it out, folded it up, and we went on with the routine.I kept the note with me folded in a specific folder and checked to make sure it was there and read it often for weeks.Then I had finals in three classes on the last day of the school year. One of my former Professors was an old lady who saw me as a bright young student. We'd chat and I told her I was working on a folder of interesting. Harshdeep and vansh smiled at each other. They could not believe their luck. They had decided upon the plan, but never knew it would be so successful. But there was a slight interruption to their luck. There was a ring at the door. Looking thru the peephole, they saw pooja. Harshdeep rushed in, and lifted manya and srishti into manya’s bed and returned to the drawing room. Pooja apologized at being so late and reasoned that she had to receive her brother at the railway station.They said manya.