"A tourist, " I thought, "probably here with a boyfriend or something… no point in trying to talk to her," as if the mind your own business mentali...y so deeply ingrained in every native New Yorker would ever allow me to start a conversation with a stranger on a crowded subway. Well, at least I had an excuse not to embarrass myself. Then suddenly, as trains tend to do, the car jolted and rocked and the mysterious stranger fell backwards against me, her soft ass landing square on the head of. He was too tired.Her fingers started tracing more intricate designs on his shoulders,and they looped over to undo a few more buttons on his shirt. Did shehave to press so closely to him when she did that?"Honey, you don't need to give me a back rub," he said, shifting inhis seat a little to move his head away from her. "It's very sweet ofyou, but I'm really tired anyway, I think I'll head up to bed." Shedidn't take her hands off his chest, and when he shifted they tickledhis chest hair a. When I got home I found my roommates little sister Bree laying on the couch watching something on TV. In the last year she had really started to bloom, thirteen and slender. Her long brown hair helped to cover her breasts as they practically burst out of her pale pink tank top. She had a blanket pulled up to her waist so I couldnt tell what she was wearing over her long legs, Bree ran track and played volleyball so she was in pretty good shape. The one glance I gave her as I walked in told me. She said ohk and after 15 min i got a address. I told her something which will you come to know after reading story.I reached the address and knocked the door. Roshni opened the door , she is slim, 5.6 height , wearing off shoulder red dress. Dress was upto her thighs legs were waxed with high heels in feet having thick makeup in face , a jaw dropping beauty was standing in front of meMe: Hello, Madam you have ordered a Birthday Cake. Here is your cake and complimentary Greeting Card for you ..