We went to the rear of the barn and climbed a ladder to the loft where several bales of hay were stacked in a corner. It was dark up there except for ...ome sunlight peeking through cracks in the roof.“Let’s get stoned,” she said and took a joint out of her jeans pocket.I hadn’t smoked pot for years, but said, “Why not? I’m on an adventure.”“Right,” Maggie said, lighting the joint. “And so am I.” She sat down on a hay bale, then patted the place next to her, inviting me to sit.I was intrigued by. She was still bending over to take off her shoe. It had got somehow stuck in her foot. With her left hand on the wall supporting her twisted body. I went to her from behind, quickly ran my fingers on her back. I took my palms right up to her breasts and gave them a small little squeeze.“Oh no you hungry, desperate man!” she screamed taking herself out of my grabs. “Wait up, let me take a breath?”I smiled. Her breasts that had looked perky and not too big had fitted in my palms nicely. My. He was so happy that I had agreed to meet him. I told him it was my pleasure as I rubbed my foot against his pant leg. He seemed to blush and was at a loss for words. He had a boyish grin on his face. As we walked back into the hotel, we held hands and would stop every now and then to kiss. We were like two kids on a first date filled with anticipation. I have to admit that he knew how to kiss. Once back at the hotel room, I excused myself and went into the bathroom to change into a sheer. ” She went inside the changing room.We left the mall after 4 long hours. We went to a Bengali restaurant and took a cab to our home. We accompanied Suzu di to the campus as it was around 10 pm. Then we went to her room.After taking a refreshing bath, we sat in her room and started a conversation. It was Friday night so there was no college the next day. Didi made me promise that I would not tell mom or dad about the dress.She then started showing me all her dresses. I wanted a photo of her ass.