She is doing her Arts degree , I used go to their home for food daily, so the entire family got close to me. So my relationship started with that girl... with initial chats and extended daily phone talk.This happened one day, when i was late from my office,I informed them ill be late, their younger daughter made the food in box and come to my place to keep the food outside once she came, it started to rain heavily , so she took the key from the place where i keep normally and entered into my room. En nanban oru virgin paiyan aanal avanuku amaintha manaivi oru oozhaga irukiraal, ena seivathu ellam thalai ezhuthu.Enakum oru vitha oodalaaga thaan irunthathu aanal aval kama parvai ennai kama bothaiyil vizha seithathu. En nanbanuku urgent call ondru vanthathu udane en nanban manaiviyai en veetil iraki vitu vidu naan velaiyaaga office varai selgiren endru solinaan. Naan udane sari endru solinen, udane manaivi enai paarthaal.Naan sirika aarambithen, iruvarum ondraaga bikeil aval veetirku. We first met in the April of ’88, me a gawky teenager, no discernable dress sense with big 80’s style glasses and hair better suited to a primate who didn’t own a mirror. My 5’11’ frame on the skinny side of athletic but not from a lack of effort. I was fit and healthy but just couldn’t add weight to my frame to get to a more defined body. It always bothered me, especially being a little shy and reserved that most girls always went for the good looking guys with muscles but no sense of humour. .well as it happened i had to go out of town for some work and since i was travelling alone in my car i carried my bra n panty with me. i had to go to delhi and i got free around 9 pm and i started the drive back to my place abt 3-4 hrs drive on the way ii stopped on the out skirts of Delhi on a dark road and went behind bushes and wore my bra and put soft cloth pads in it then i wore my lace panty and put my jeans back on . on top i wore my t shirt which was now tight coz of the fake boobs( i.