Mia played the stormy postlude and looked up at Karl. "You know we can'tgo on like this." What do you mean?"Mia got up from the piano and walked over ...o the open window. It was aperfect Spring day, the apple trees were in blossom and the birdsong wasecstatic. He turned to Karl who hadn't moved except to shut his music."Well you and me seeing so much of each other. I love playing lieder withyou but it seems like you avoid me otherwise. You're always polite andkind and even affectionate, but it's. There’s a time and place for playtimeright now wasn’t it. The more she fought off the urgethe more her cunt was aching. She tried to think ofschool work, of things to do, simply to shun away thethoughts that kept taunting her like an evil delicioustemptation. While busy with her inner turmoil she wasn’taware of Enzo’s alertness, he was sitting in front of hernow, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, panting out ofbreath, obviously the heat was also contributing. Aata tine maja kade pahat mhnali maja nashibat he nahi, tu mala te de aani mag kam hoyil. Mi mhanalo ho pan mi kadhi hi yeil twaha mala dyaycha, ti mhanali kay deu mi mhanalo mala tuj kam karaycha aahe, ti mhanali kamdev maharaj aaata aat chala aani kam kara. Mi tila uchalun aaat bed war gheun gelo, shaila che kapade chaddi kadhun mi tila mhanalo tuji chir dakhwa, mag tine doni tangdya wilag kelya wa tichi puchhi dakhwali, mi pucchiwarun hat firwala wa mhanalo tuji pucchy ekdam tight aahe wa ha. I knew he'd have something to say about it, the next time we were alone.The big hug was the first intimacy that Margarita and I had ever shared, and she hadn't asked my permission before wrapping her arms around me and affording me a sudden and shocking introduction to her well-cushioned breasts, pressed closely against my chest.I automatically returned the hug, but didn't squeeze back as long or as hard as Margarita did. She was in no hurry to let me go, and her warm little body was plastered.