‘I always moisturise after a shower. Would you like to rub it in for me?’Do bears, etc.? I thought and took the bottle of lotion she handed to me....��Where would you like me to start?’‘At the bottom and work your way up. No funny business, though,’ she said, ‘or we’ll never get to the good part of this game.’‘Can I do your feet?’‘Oooh yes, that would be lovely. They are quite sore after wearing those heels.’‘Sit back on the bed then.’I knelt and took hold of her right foot, squirted a little. .phir bhaiya ne mere hothon ko apne hothon mein lete hue pyaar ki shuruat ki….wo mere hothon ko chus rahe the…kabhi upar wale ko chuste aur kabhi neeche wale ko ..phir maine bhi apni jeeb unki jeeb se laga li aur hum dono ik doosre ki juban ko chusne lage…….aisa karne se main to garam hone lagi…mere sharir main aaj jalne lagi…….phir bhaiya ne mere mummon ko masala aur unhe gol-gol gumaya…..aur phir meri peeth se hote hue meri gaand ko bhi masala aur gumaya…….bhaiya ne kaha ki aa jaoo sonam. The same way you know you might spontaneously combust, or that the lead in your favorite lipstick might give you cancer. You could even argue that she had chosen this. That she had in fact been given a choice. Though really, who would choose Cazamir? Not her, she scoffed at herself… ‘ yeah, and look at where that got you.’ She stayed outside till she felt the Suns’ rays warming her. It was one of her favorite feelings, standing there as the Sun began creeping up the tree line. Feeling the. At the end of her street we stopped. “Do you mind, if you wait here while I get the babysitter to leave and make sure my girl is asleep? I will send you a text when I’m ready” I nodded. She smiled, kissed me and headed towards her place, fumbling for her keys in her bag. Fuck, I forgot about the kid. Should I leave? I wouldn’t be impressed if my mum was shagging a younger man with me in the next room. I seriously thought about leaving, but my selfish side won out I guess. I needed to have this.