10Aur gori uski gaand kya bolu jaise saari kulfi use gaand ki chaid ke daal do, ha to wo muje coms street par drop karne kaha aur mai use drop kardiya...aur kaha ki aggar pick karu tho wo boli ki ek 20 mins ka kaam hai aur mai auto karlugi, muje bahut gussa aaya par chup ho gaya wo nikalgayi aurThodi dair baad mai car park kar ke uska picha kiya aur ek dam shock ho gaya wo archies mai gayi phir langries ki dukan par kafi time laga diya muje laga uske size ki kuch nai mili par mai shock hogaya jab. You’ve earned the first adventure. There will be five in all. You are to go without underwear tomorrow. No bra, no panties. The entire day. Note who notices, who does not. And how differently you feel. I’ll be watching.”Now, I never go without underwear. And I need a bra. I’m well-proportioned but big enough that I need the support. My breasts bounce around inside a shirt without one. Would I have the nerve to do what this stranger tells me to do?I did it. Sort of. I skipped the. My then girlfriend was out of town or so I thought and I was dressed to the nines in her clothes as I went to the post office to mail my tax return. While you can read about my "audit" another time, as exciting and telling as it was, it doesn't compare to my experiences this year.Since that first occasion I have had many experiences with men and needless to say my relationship with my girlfriend fizzled after her amusement of seeing being fucked by the IRS agent diminished and her jealousy over. ” I said tightly. “I’ll keep that in mind.” Hissar was town of about a thousand people about four hours northeast of Delhi.We ended up not leaving till noon because Raj had wanted to get in one more plough before we left. Resistance had been futile – he’d started talking in his coaxing tone, rubbing my crotch with his, and before I knew it I was flat on my stomach getting rimmed. Late in the afternoon, we drove past the Hissar Welcome sign and the little one-way bridge . A little further down.