To raju ko kuch jhijhak hone lagi to aunty boli beta tu to sarma raha hai aaj main tujhse ek baat bata rahi hoon dekh tu to jaanta hi hai ki tere papa...ko mare 4 saal ho chuke hai aur ab tu bhi samajhdaar ho gaya hai aur maine teri hi khaatir 2sri saadi bhi nahi ki to ab waqt aa gaya hai ki tujhse khul kar baat ki jaaye par tu sarma raha hai to rahne de aunty ne naraaz hone ka naatak kiya to raju bola nahi mummy main sarmaaunga nahi bataao kya baat hai?Mummy ji: beta dekh main jaanti hoon ki tu. . heard," said Linda."And tasted," I suspected aloud."Another lifetime," said Linda."Show me your arms," I requested."Fuck you." Please?"Linda shrugged and pulled up the extra long sleeves of the shirt she'd borrowed from Chloe's statuesque lover. Whispers of track marks showed, but nothing at all recent."I'm surprised," I said. "What with all the drugs you've surrounded yourself with, why not inject?" The fear of AIDS and ... well ... death. I stopped doing heroin three years ago and shooting. I kissed in the neck and put lips on her and sucked it.she whispered “saab let me check the doors” i let her off and she came back after sometime smiling in a sexy way. We hugged each other and started kissing then i took her tongue and started sucking.she was hygienic so i was enjoying the natural odou of her mouthr. I lifted top shirt and threw it on the bed and i opened my t shirt and then hugged her again and started kissing and massaging her small boobs,she started moaning,i asked “rita. We went from the stage where girls were gross and disgusting to accidental touches and awkward flirting.She was always my angel, my idea of perfection. She was the kind of beautiful that almost hurts to look at, and she was the type of girl who simply was oblivious to how perfect she was. I am not sure what I did in a previous live to deserve the affection of someone like her, but every awkward flirt, or "accidental" touch was reciprocated in kind.She was my first kiss, and my first love. I.