He figured that hunger should have driven them down to the cafeteria by now. It had now closed and he was left drinking vending machine coffee. It was...even worse than the cafeteria coffee.A young man stood by the vending machine feeding money into it for a cup of coffee. He pressed a couple of buttons and stood back. The cup fell into place at an angle and half of the coffee was dispensed onto the floor. He fumbled with getting the cup straightened.He looked around the empty room and spotted. I began enjoying it more and more with time, but I tried to hide that fact.Nevertheless, I wouldn't be able to forever, but I tried my best for the time being. I had to look at my mom for a few seconds, but she was looking back at me. She didn't say anything, but her eyes told a lot. So, I closed my eyes and kept going.Although, as I did, she calmly pulled me back up to her and kissed me. "Did you at least enjoy the sex?" Yes, Mom."She didn't add to that, but kissed me again and lowered herself. Es bar main aur meri girlfriend kahi ghumne ka plan kar rahe the. Toh Pooja ne Nepal suggest kiya aur boli ki woh bhi sath rahegi to language ka koi problem nahi hoga.12 February ko Prachi ka exam khatam ho raha tha uske bad 7 din ka vacation tha. Main 12 ko hi Sikkim pahunch gaya. Agli subah humlog Nepal ke liye nikalne wale the.Maine phone pe Pooja se bat kiya tha par kabhi dekha nahi tha. Subah jab pehli bar maine Pooja ko dekha, woh crop -top and skirt pehan kar aayi thi. Uski gori kamar. “Because you don’t act like other guys,” she said. “Like a regular guy,” she added, as if that would make more sense.“Well, you don’t act like other girls. Are you a lesbian?” I croaked.She laughed. She actually laughed. Then she calmed down.“No. I’m not interested in girls that way.”“Well, I am,” I said. “I’m definitely interested in girls that way. I’m not gay.”“I know that now,” she said. “Calm down.”“Gay!” I muttered. “I go through all this just to be near you and you think I’m gay.”“All.