Main waha gaya mene dekha ki jhadiya hai but jhadiyo ke piche deewar hai par ki main ander gaya to mujhe khopcha mil gaya piche deewar thi aur aage it...e jhadiya thi ki kisi ko kuch dikhai na de ki puche kya ho raha hai……..Mene shalu ko bola ki chlo hum waha chalte hai waha say hame koi nahi dekh payega aur hum aram say kar sakenge wo mana karne lagi ki nahi mere dard ho raha hai mujhse nahi hoga yeh sab mujhe nahj pata tha itna dard hota hai mene use bahut smjhaya waha 2 uncle the wo hame dwkh. The first night there was nothing. I did not know if I was happy or disappointed. When I watched the videos from the second night it was entirely different. The cameras recorded Julia wondering around the house, getting dressed in a babydoll nighty and waiting till the doorbell rang. She went to the door and opened it. She invited in a man who was probably around forty. I heard her say, ”I really liked your on-line description of what you like and I’m looking forward to experiencing some. I watched as all the “it guys” asked her out and then proceeded to get dumped a few weeks later. She went through boyfriends at an alarming rate. Throughout our first year in college, I tried to build up the courage to ask her out, but was afraid of the rejection. She was turning into my best friend and that was more important to me. After a long summer apart, we came back together for our sophomore year. The friendship picked up where we left it and grew deeper as she confided in me about her. I was lying nude on the bed.Jaise maine use dekha , mai ghabra gai aur maine bed ki chadar se khud ko chupa liya.Chetan bola k aisa karne se kya hoga.Usne meri school dress , bra aur panty utha li.Aur kehta k mai b tere sath sex karunga, ni to mai ye tere kapde le k ghar ja rha hu.To soch tu ghar kaise jaegi.p: maine sahil ko kai bar awaj lagayi.Top chetan kehta,koi fayda ni hai,wo ghar chala gaya.Mai(prachi)chetan k aagey bhot royi.wo ni mana.Par usne kaha k tum itna mat ro.Pahli bat mere pas.