We ordered two beer and a paneer biryani. She was a vegetarian too. Let’s cut short the restaurant part and move to a real thing. We sat there for a...most 3 hours and then split the bill. It was too cool. As soon as we move out she looks worried.I asked, then she said that her outing timing is over. I developed some courage and invited her to the flat. It was still in a dilemma about her reaction, but she agreed. We took the metro and came back to Patel Nagar. My flat was at walking distance. Comments, Likes and Bookmarks are always inspiring! ...Once again ... ENJOY! ***Brenda was cleaning up around the house, keeping herself busy as her new husband, Mitch sat in front of the television, flipping between basketball, football, and hockey games on different channels. Brenda always knew Mitch was a sports fanatic, and while she always had an appreciation for sports, she never quite understood how someone could be a walking encyclopedia of sports facts and trivia. It didn't matter. Ashley had greeted them with one of the only ancient Greek phrases she knew, one from Lord Byron's poem, Maid of Athens, ere we part. In Greek it read " ZO AMO, SA SA GAPPO " and the sorority girls looked at her like she was more geek than Greek.Ashley did not hesitate to tell them they were a disgrace to the university and their own sorority for not knowing such an easy line to remember, yet famous and memorable saying. In fact, Ashley relished lording it over these obviously stupid girls and. As I was marveling at the perfection of her body she reached and cupped thelittle flab I had around each of my nipples. Although, they were not awoman's bosom I still felt more feminine than I thought possible. She gentlysqueezed each of my small breasts...her fingers kneading my nipples whichbecame hard and tingling."We are going to have to find a way to make these things a little bigger....I believe I kind of like having them to play with." She smiled and battedher lashes.I resisted reaching.