And with a drooling mouth begged, “describe ... describe ... describe ... please ... please ... please... “. Just to shut him up, I began to let m... memories come out aloud. I was talking as I was remembering these moments: “that one fine morning, she rode the bus, sat in her usual chair, facing me, she was wearing torn pants, so torn, I could see the twists and turns of her sexy white legs. She knew I’ve been looking at her. She enjoys my indirect looks. She sat in a way that let the torn pants. " She had told him."I'll let you get ten dollars out of your account so you can buy a buspass or individual trips. Just don't go over the ten dollars or therewill be consequences. Is that understood?"Tom understood quite clearly. If he went over the limit, she was capableof doing anything. It was obvious now that she would not hesitate at allto make his life miserable just to make a point. He would have to lookinto getting a daily or weekly pass if he could afford it; and if notthen he would. After college, we both got placed in different IT companies thought campus recruitment. After the initial training period, I was placed in Pune and she was placed in Bangalore itself. We continued our love story and finally decided to marry after 3 years.We convinced our families with a lot of difficulties and finally got married. Post marriage, she applied for location transfer and luckily got in Pune. I now work as a project manager and Nisha as a domain consultant. We are now settled in. Fir jethala ne next day jab hum wapas mile drinking counter par tab me jab bujkar jethala ke baju mebhi khadi thi aur me apne ball ko jethalal ke baju par gis rahi thi ise jethala ko yakin ho gaya ki me aaj chudwane hi wali hi is liye jethala ne bhi apni haat ki ghadi bandkar mere ball ko pakdaa aur halka halka dabane lage … Muje bada acha laga par me nahi bataya ki me wnjoy kar rahi hu…Fir mene jan bujkar kam drink ki aur jethala ko bhi kam karwai ..aur daya bhabhi thanks to u aap ki vaja se.