Maneesha didn’t seem to care at all. All her worries, guilt, shyness, and reservations were gone. She desperately wanted to be touched, kissed, and ...oved. Karan picked her up in his arms. Maneesha didn’t respond. He kept her naked body on the old bed at the corner of their terrace.Maneesha lay naked under the black night sky. The cold wind blew over her body. Her nipples were erect with the chill. Karan’s saliva on her navel and her own juices on her pussy made them feel like ice in the cold.. As my fingers creep down my body slowly, your fingers, I moan aloud. I stop just short of there, that secret place ... prolonging the bittersweet agony before just very, very slightly brushing my clit with a fingertip. Oh God, it feels so nice ... you feel so nice and those fingers gently, oh so gently touch, stroke, caress.I need you so badly ... why aren't you here? It should be your fingers taking me on that neverending journey of bliss, your lips I should be feeling .... cool on my hot. ..have fun Lexi !"I waved on my way out the door. The bells jingled as it closed and I skipped down the block. It was dark outside by then and I knew my brother would be getting worried,'Serves him right!' I thought as I went down the stairs to the sub.Getting there had been fine. I had a seat next to a nice tall lady, who I was sure would protect me if anything bad happened.But the subway was nearly empty now. At first I thought that when I got on, more people would be inside, but the section. I had always wondered why in the world he had such a big interest in the Buccaneers. After all, the Titans were the closest pro team to us. I also began to recall how, even when mom was still around, he would always ‘hang out’ in or near the same room whenever Lisa or my cheerleader friends came over. I never knew my dad was such a pervert! I smile as I write that because I’m glad he is who he is. He’s an all-American red-blooded male with testosterone flaming out of his ass, just the way a man.