We both were relieved for our good luck that we almost saved ourselves from getting caught red handed.Next day I left the place. After reaching my pla...e, I phoned up Netra and we enjoyed all sort of dirty talks. Invariably after five minutes of talk, she would say that her pussy has started dripping and I would say my lund is ready to treat her pussy. Daily, in the evening we used to talk over phone. After a week she told me that her hubby was schedule to lever for Delhi and this time he would. She had almost grabbed the phone when she trippedover her shoes that she had sat on the floor, landing on the window sill, beforeshe could do anything else, SLAMM!!, the windows fell down on her neck. Shelet out a loud scream of pain. The windows felt like it had broken her neck.The contractor must not have adjusted the settings correctly for this window,she thought to herself. While she was cursing him, she started to pull her head out. Her face frozewith panic when she realized the window had. He was awkward, naivé, and spent every spare penny trying to stay in company with me.I used him badly!But now, he is a two sport star and can have his pick of cheerleaders, yet he still chooses to cling to the hope that I would become his 'girl'.It's not like I didn't date him, off and on, but we really had nothing in common. He was a gentleman though, and never even went up my shirt!I figured that when my first time came, it would be a boy (or a man) who would know how to turn me on,. She’ll be right there in the kitchen with your mom. Sorry, Dil ... I’m not ready for that yet. Prolly have a kid in a year...”“Nah. We talked. After her college...”“See? That’s what I couldn’t do. Not my thing.”“I understand. Still, we had a great time...”Giggle. “Sometimes several great times a night...”“Never complained, did I?”“Still can’t figure out how Jenn just makes you shoot in ‘er mouth...”“Dunno. Just works for her. Maybe that’s a sign...”“As good a sign as any,” she returned. “Good.