I raise my hips, and you slide the wet clothing from my body, rubbing my skin in your warm hands, and watching the light of the flames dancing over me... I smile up at you as I finally get your pants undone, and push them down your legs to your knees. You stand, step out of them and your shorts, and then stretch out beside me. I reach for you, as you reach for me, our skin hungry for the warmth in each other. Your love settles over me like a cloud as your flesh meets mine everywhere. . .Bhupi : aunti woww …. Hmmmm musafir ko andhar garden mein mazaa aa raha hai…Mom : usko bolo kee andhar acchi tarah uchal kood machayee… aur garden ko poora kharab kar de… ek tere uncle ka musafir hai jo andhar jaane se hi darta hai.. aur agar jata bhi hai to bath ke aa jata hai… zor se chodo na … aur zor se …. Uffff…. Hmmm… uffffff……ahhhhhhaBhupi : aunti ab kutiya bano naMom : ek minute thoda door khol ke dheere se dekho jai ke kamre ka darwaza band hai na…. .. kaheen jag na raha ho…Bhupi :. ’ I was mortified. I knew that Steve wasn’t my boyfriend, but I thought he was at least my friend. I felt the tears well up in my eyes. I was so… disappointed. So hurt that he could be party to jokes like that at my expense. I’d been in such a good mood, so happy, so fucking horny. But not now. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I wanted to rush into the garden and give that utter bastard a piece of my mind. But I didn’t. I simply turned around and walked away to the bus stop to go home. I cried myself to. Treya had expected something like the small personal offices that Mother Yewen and Mother Ola used, but the double doors at the end of the hallway led to a large hall bustling with even more people, some sitting at rows of desks and others rushing around the room.She rolled her eyes. This was taking forever. She stopped another person, this time a young man who’d been staring at her so hard he’d walked into a desk.“C ... c ... can I help you?” he asked, his eyes wide.“Where can I find Enna?”He.