” “It could happen now if you want.” I looked at the clock then back at him. “We have about 2 hours until class starts, and my dorm is across ...he street.”His face lit up, although it looked like he was trying to hide his excitement and nervousness at the same time.---“What do I do with my hands?” he asked.“Just hold me,” I told him.I moved closer and kissed him on his neck, pulling his chest closer to mine. Then, I slowly moved toward his lips and kissed him.I felt him tense a little, nervous. I got a seat just behind the driver on the left side which can accommodate 2 persons. A guy around 30 came and sat beside me. I was wearing a saree on that day as it was celebration day in our office. I fell asleep quickly as I was very tired due to the celebrations and work.Suddenly, the bus fell into a gutter and my sleep was interrupted when my head hit on the single seat on my front. Even my phone was about to die and so I didn’t bother to listen to music.Then I noticed the guy. He was. “And so hairy too! Look at all this!” Amna was feeling quite helpless but flattered as well as Aunt Salim and Fatima admired her body and her aunt took advantage of the situation to run her fingers over her body to Fatima’s apparent approval. She also felt somehow that she was taken advantage of in a more basic manner, a feeling which rather grew as Fatima was shown and praised every facet of Amna’s body that her aunt chose to point out. It seemed so inevitable that her aunt’s tongue should. At lunchtime, he met the "other girls" in the office, apart from theones who staffed the phones for that period, they all said how nice itwas to have a boy in the office, they had expected a girl; it turned outthat he was the only male working in the department. He discovered thathe should have taken something to eat, because there wasn't a canteenavailable, it had burnt down, and as yet hadn't been replaced, but agirl called Susan was going out, and promised to get him a sandwich. Peter was.