Bohut dino se usne koi shikar nahi kiya tha. To ek baar hum Shegaon ghumane gaye the.Waha mast wala park hai aur ghumane ke liye bahutsi jagah. To mai... aur mom waha gaye the to waha hum dopahar ke 2-3 baje ghum rahe the. To bohut ghumane ke baad mujhe bohut bhuk lagi. Maine maa ko bola ja stall pe aur kuch lassi vaigere la, summer ka time tha to. To maa gayi aur lassi lene gayi to uski nazar ek Rajastani boy pe padi 21-22 ka tha shayad woh. To usne ek stunt kiya 2 full glass lassi ke late waqt. She wore no make-up, her glasses were as nerdy as they come and she seldom broke a smile. Although in the same class as my daughter, they were in completely different social orbits. My daughter was way more like her father: outgoing, popular and kind of pretentious, while in many ways Tara was a younger version of myself and I hoped she could share with me how she overcame her fear of public speaking. Yet, when I called her for help, ten months after she had graduated, I barely recognized her.. My fingers traced its outline intimately, lifting the tiny lock and feeling it fall back against me.I slid out of bed, pulling my heavy terrycloth robe off the back of the bedroom. I had to see it again. So once more I stood in front of my full length mirror, drinking in the sight of this thing around my neck. I had wrapped my robe around me tight, bracing against morning chill, but now I eased it open again, to see the collar more completely.A bit more and it stood out against my tanned,. She came close and kissed me on my cheek and hugged me. I was like- `wow`! She was wearing a loose white printed top and grey cargo shorts. She was wearing a grey bra as I could guess from her bra strap. I had seen this bra lying around and this had sexy white laces on the cups. I was feeling her boobs against my chest and my hands were feeling the back of the bra over her top. She counselled me for some time and I talked my heart out about how I felt these days seeing her, seeing her lingeries.