It's a sunny day and you're wearing a skirt for a change. It's quite crowded in the bus, so only I have got a seat and you are standing right in front...of me, hanging on one of those strap-handles hanging from the support-bar near the ceiling.The bus drives on... It's been an interesting day so we, like most passengers, are just looking into the distance, dreaming or thinking our own private thoughts. You're standing with your back to me for a while now and an evil thought crosses my mind. No. How could she sit with the group? And yet ... the group's subculture and their friendship with Tuko demanded that any partner of his would become one of them.Fortunately that night the group was not confronted with the issue, because Tuko and Malka never re-emerged from the intimacy room. The group discussed how to handle the situation with Malka, should she continue to go out with Tuko and he ended up bringing her to the table. Finally Sergekt stated:"Look. Officer Chorno is really Kim's. ”“That’s right.”“How about if I’m walking and trip?” Betsy asked.“It depends on what you’re doing when you’re walking,” Stella answered afraid that she was about to get drawn into a game of twenty questions, while Betsy searched for loopholes.“How about if I’m chewing gum?” Betsy asked.“Don’t chew gum,” Stella said realizing that she should have seen that one coming.“Can I climb a ladder to change a light bulb?”“No. You’re supposed to call maintenance.”“So if I trip in the dark, while waiting. I know he called my aunt purposefully. As expected my aunt brought some snacks and placed on the table before us. While placing the snacks she bend to reach the table as her sari is loosely held her saree end dropped and we are getting a view of her ample cleavage. I am in mood to care about my uncle.She adjusted her sari without looking at us and turned around to the kitchen. My eyes again fell on her ass. I couldn’t take away my eyes from watching her ass jump in a rhythm. Meanwhile my uncle.