July 20, 2000Well, I gave up on trying to hide my breasts under my shirt. (It'sgetting easier to think and write that phrase, "my breasts". Guess my...asculine self-image can only stand up to reality so long.) It's too hothere, and they're pretty obvious anyway. I'm just baring them (with mybra-strap, of course) like the rest of the Pichtakl women. No snidecomments; I don't think the Pichtakl even know how to be snide. I justthank God none of the guys from back home can see me like. .Baat un dino ki hai, jab mein graduation 3rd year me tha(2011). meri 1 gf hua karti thi, naam tha shruti (fake name). uska figure bahut hi achha tha 34-26-34. Thand ka mausam tha aur humari final exam me kuch hi din bache hue the. mein aur shruti aksar saath hi padhte the ya to mere room pe ya uske room pe. 1 din ki baat hai, shaam ko mein padhai shruti k ghar gaya. hum dono padhai kar rhae the, us idn uske parents bhi ghar pe nahi the. jab me padhai khatan kar k chalne ko hua, to achanak. I turned him around, towards me and couldn't help but notice he was half-hard, and getting harder."Oh nooo!" I said. "This can't be happening again."I wiped his chest quickly. There, that was over. Troy's crotch would have to stay wet, because I didn't want to risk touching it again.Troy took the towel from me and started mimicking my drying motions, using ME as the subject."Troy, no. I'm already dry." But that didn't stop him. He got close and reached around me, drying my back as he pulled me. A young girl - also blonde - was busy sucking cock. Carol’s niece had found something more interesting than dusting and was obviously so engrossed that she hadn’t heard him enter the room. He took another couple of steps so that he was almost behind her. Now he could see that she wasn’t just engrossed by the on-screen action: her right hand was up under her short skirt. Though he couldn’t see what the hand was doing he didn’t need to be a genius to guess. More shocking in some ways was what he.