We heard the door slam and I turned to look at Lynn. She was wearing an outfit similar to mine, but she had chosen a pair of heals. Her breasts were s...aller than mine, but also more perky. She also had one of those butts that you just want to lay your head on and never move. Her skin was only a few shades darker than mine and looked very smooth. Her long blonde hair hung free around her shoulders and was just begging to be lightly tugged. When she looked up at me, her hazel eyes were so full of. He dropped to his knees and unclasped the belt holding up her skirt. As it fell to the floor she sat down on the bed and lifted her feet to allow him to remove it from around her feet. As his lips found her legs, she fell back on the bed, allowing her body to feel things she had thought long dead. His lips found her thighs, gentle nibbles, and as if of their own accord, her thighs began to spread. She felt the heat growing between her legs, the pressure building, the desire come alive. His lips. Voice was very similar but i was not recognising. And then she told me its your bhabhi dear , i was very happy and wished her thanks. She then told me that she purchase her first mobile phone, she took my number from my mom. she asked me about my college, i told her that i dint like the college , i am feeling bore here . listing this, she use to call me often, as my mother also told bhabhi to talk me often, as i was not happy in college . she was treating me as her little brother, but destiny. Not someone who would raise his hand to answer the questions in class but yes, the rest of the students saw him as a worthy adversary. By the end of the second semester, the sporty guys wanted him in the cricket team, the smart kids said “Hi” and the rich but dumb kids bought him tea and samosas for his help in the lab and the journal assigments. Second year was a whole new begining. It was specialization time and freedom has a whole new meaning. He was no longer a freshman, he was a senior.