Bal khule the aur kandhe par lehra rahe the. Unki aankho me ajib sa tej tha. Vo ekdam goddess lag rahi thi. Mene pucha didi aap kahi ja rahi ho?Didi- ...a aakash. Mere dost ki birthday party he. Me vahi ja rahi hu. Tu ghar pe hi rehna. Mummy bas abhi aati hi hogi.Me- thik he.Us din mene didi ko dekha tabse muje unse pyar ho gaya. Mene apne man ko samjane ki bahot kosis ki. Lekin me unki taraf aur aakarshit hone laga tha. Us din ke bad meri ek hi iccha thi- didi ka pyar pana. Uske liye me kuchh. She told me that my stories were a true source of pleasure, and she started living with my stories during the lockdown days. She was basically from Chikmagalur, and the family is settled in Banashankari, Bengaluru.Nandini was aged 25, had completed her engineering from Chikmagalur. She is working for an IT company in Bengaluru. She stayed with her parents and a younger sister Maya. Nandini was a guitarist.I told her about the foursome and a young session that current week. She was feeling. Robinson. She could never keep a schedule. Finally I walked into her office. “Sorry to keep you waiting”, she said, not even looking at me. Her curly auburn hair partly covered her forehead as she wrote notes, bent over some kind of register. My middle-age thesis advisor would have been quite attractive if she had bothered to smile once in awhile. She had a pleasant face, except for her large eyes – they seemed even larger when she was wearing her glasses – and a nice figure which she hid in. Rachael too was similarly distracted this afternoon. Marcie was wearing one of her oldest and most worn out white tank tops that barely covered her soft and pure white breasts at all. Her nipples poked out about a full inch and the darkness of her areolas around them was plainly visible. Rachael had masturbated herself off in the bathroom about an hour ago and while her fingers were twiddling her clit her eyes were closed but fixated upon the memory of Marcie's flawless breasts. Why she was.