” “He was an idiot” I said, without hesitation. “You’re amazing. You’re gorgeous, you’re fun, you are nice to everyone. He was a stupid ...diot to cheat on you.” “Well…thank you,” she said, stepping down into the pool. “It’s nice to know at least some guys can appreciate when they have something good.” The door to the back opened again and Sara came out back. Her suit was almost the opposite of Ashley’s. The bottoms were conservative, almost like boy shorts though of course they were quite snug. .Rest mai kal even me ph karuga.Next day even me uska msg aaya ki abhi dadi ok hai ..Stable hai baat kar rahi hai ache se..Simran said she is happy..Usne ache se mera thanks kaha..Then aise hi hmari baat hoti rahi daily..Usne btaya uske papa nahi hai..and uski mom job karti hai..After 5 days uski dadi ko discharge mil gya. Then maine usko kaha dadi theek ho gye party do ab..Ab hum kafi ache frnds ban chuke the .She told uska koi bf nahi hai..Uska pehle ek bf tha but he cheated her. Vo btech kar. Without warning, the man delved his fingers deep inside her, going all the way until she felt his knuckles pressing against her outer lips. He stayed like that, painfully rotating his fingers around, curling them up, and spreading them out inside her, while his bony knuckles rubbed against her labia and clitoris; she could do nothing more than writhe a few centimeters in an attempt to dislodge him. After a while, though, the man seemed to have enough. He quickly withdrew his fingers and she. Our eyes met for a second before I looked away, my mind already visualizing her with that dress pooled at her feet. Images of her in sensuous expensive lingerie flitted through my brain - matching lace bra and panties, perhaps a red garter belt holding up those wispy lace topped stockings. I felt that familiar stirring in my loins as I took another sip of my drink. I casually glanced past her as she took a seat at the other end of the bar, putting her purse in front of her as the pretty barmaid.