It was only a short trek to the local concrete bomb-shelter. She had huddled down there many times since the enemy’s relentless bombing campaign had...begun.Upon arrival at the shelter, she waited in line as her neighbor’s shuffled soundlessly down the steps to the refuge until it was her turn to tackle the treacherous icy steps, and go down passed the piled high sandbags either side.At the end of the descent she went inside, the shelter was poorly lit. Only a few candles and one oil lamp lit the. I forgot it earlier." Her words were lost in the visual she displayed. She was cooking wearing a very shiny and form-fitting white full slip which had at least six inches of lace at the bottom where it stopped above her knees, and a thinner band of lace around the top at her breasts. I could clearly see a full white panty under it, and the fact she wasn't wearing a bra. Also very clear were the shiny light brown stockings she wore, and the light pink high heels. "Thought I'd get dinner going. "You know why you're here." "Do I, now? Because I really do forget at times. I came here begging for your help and now it seems that you can't do without mine." They walked into her office. She shut the door and turned on the white-noise machine atop the end table by the chaise longue. Avery reclined back on the sofa, letting his gaze rest on the blankness of the ceiling. Becky sat in a swivel chair to the right of the sofa. He clasped his hands over his stomach and started, "You know, I feel. Wahan dhoop thi toh unhone bola kahi aur chalte hai. Fir hum mall ki emergency exit staircase mein baithe hue the. Main unko sikha raha tha aur mera haath galti se unke right boob pe pad gaya.Unhone ekdum se mujhe dekha aur apna haath mere haath pe rakh kar dabaya. Main samajh gaya ki ye bhi wahi chahti hai. Maine guitar hataya aur use kiss karne laga lips pe. Woh bhi kiss kar rahi thi aur mere haath uske boobs daba rahe the. Usne dheemi awaazein nikaalni shuru kardi.Maine usse khada kiya aur.