I stammered at his question, “I-I'm just shopping for food.” I couldn't believe I’d said that. “No one dresses like that just to get 'food',�...� He crossed his arms, speaking like he could see right through me. “Why don't I shop with you?” Did I want him to shop with me? Hell yes, I did! “I, uh...” I glanced down at the end of the aisle to the boys staring me down from a distance. He turned to look at them, then back at me. “Are you worried about them?” He shot his eyes straight at them, his. She took it in stride, but said they would prepareit for me anyway and that I should come if I could. What could I say?Well, Friday evening came around and I showed up at her apartment,right on time. To my surprise, a fourth person was there, a youngwoman whom I had never met, named Lisa. She looked like ateenager, and it turned out she was: 19 years old and a sophomore incollege. She was young, athletic, and beautiful and I was instantlyjealous. I wondered if they had invited her in my. And all the coke from the morning were making my bladder feel uneasy and the only toilet I could find was the one being used by her right now. Finally I gathered all my guts and went into her bedroom and gave a shout.“Aunty…Aunty…”“What?”“I need to use the toilet”.“What did you say?”“I need to use the toilet”.“I can’t hear you. Please…” And the rest I couldn’t hear except for something which sounded like “be seated”.So without much thought I sat on her bed and the comfort of the bed made me. I still have that feeling when I mention it. They were more awesome than her boobies. Anyone would squeeze it and smack it at the first look itself.We were just cuddling and fondling which was going on for many days. We had random fights and didn’t speak with each other for three days. Then came the weekend.was staying in my friend’s house for the weekend and the girls, including Shruthi had an outing from the college for a day. I knew Shruthi will come as she doesn’t like staying in the hostel.