Usne mudker..Apne boob mere muh mein daal diye…Hum bed pr let gaye…Maine uski taraf dekha to wo bahut khush thi..Maine wahin usko bed pr lita liya...aur uski mulayam gaand mein lund daal kr let gya..Wo mere nichhe thi..Kuchh bhi nahin bol rahi yhi…Hum kareeb aadhe ghante tak vaise hi rahe..Meeta-bahar nikalp yaar..Khadi hone do…Wo khadi ho gai..Lekin jaise hi wo ghodi bani maine pichhe se pakad kr lund ander daal diya…Uske dono kandho pr hath rakh kr shot marne lga…Meeta-yaar kya kr rahe ho…Abhi. Occasionally, she even laughs. I have no idea what is so funny. I just keep doing as she says. When we are finished, the store is closed and we walk to the office. I blank out again, and shaking my head, I am standing there with my time card that I didn’t even remember to pick up. I get home and as I am getting ready for bed, I realize first, I am not wearing a bra again. Odder still, my panties are missing. My brain works over time for awhile to remember why the hell I would be running around. .. well, what if we do it again, now?” “What?” “What if I show you what we did? What if I try and do now exactly what we did last night?” “Darren!” “You’re not drunk now are you? You’re not afraid? If I really try and remember everything we did you’ll at least know how your first time happened. Everyone should remember their first time.” “But...” “What have you got to lose? You’re already busted; you’re going to take the morning after pills anyway. You might as well let yourself go and enjoy. ‘Chris is going to be in seventh heaven!’ ‘How are you going to tell him, Hannah?’ Debbie asked. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Oh come one!’ she said in an exasperated tone. ‘This is your first baby. You can’t just come out and say ‘I’m pregnant.’ You have to make it special!’ ‘Okay,’ I said, drawing the word out some. ‘What do you suggest?’ That turned out to be the wrong question to ask, since everyone there seemed to have a suggestion to make. That’s not to say there weren’t some good ideas offered,.