. Its really embarrassing. I raised my eyebrows expectantly, but said nothing. I mean the other girls, you know, they have all had&hellip,. Or claimed...to have&hellip,.. anyway I am the only one who hasnt, you know? Michelle, is there a question in there that you want me to answer? She blushed and turned her eyes down. I couldnt tell if it was embarrassment or shame. Michelle, I leaned forward and grasped her hands that she was nervously wiping on her thighs. Its ok. You dont have to talk about. That was when I had to be careful to hide my erection: when the contours of Amber’s pussy were clearly visible through the thin material of her knickers.Innocent or knowing? That was the question which was killing me as Amber put-on her little panty parade every single day, without fail. I knew she was 16 years old; that she was a virgin; that she’d never been kissed; that she fancied a boy called ‘Matt’. Everyone travelling to work on the top deck of the 257 knew those little factoids about. Bhaiya office mein the aur bachee school mein. Main aur Bhabhi ne turant Metro pakad ke Karol Bagh ke nikal pade lekin khareed daari ke baad shaam ko lautne mein raat ke 8 baj gaye. Jab hum wapas aaye to Bhaiya ne kaha chalo aaj ab kaafi der ho gayi hai, ghar pe phone kar do aur subah chali jaana. Maine bahut mana kiya lekin Bhabhi ke jor dene par main maan gayi. Raat mein khana khane ke baad Bhaiya aur Bhabhi bachhon ke saath ek room mein so gaye, jaisa pahle hota tha jab main exams ke liye. The Hall is closed fast and no one opens, even in the King’s name, while Lord Ferdinando Briant’s name announced to the fastened door cuts even less ice.From inside the Hall, a woman finally speaks in harsh tones, thick with the local Sussex accent and muffled by the thick wooden door, and tells him to “Bugger off, there be no one enterin’ this house at dead o’ night, no matter who ‘ee says ‘ee be!”The girl’s voice, the same young woman he heard inside his head at the white cottage, says to.