She had a red waistlength jacket that may have been leather, that had white fur at thecollar and wrists. I wondered what she was wearing underneath; I...guess Iwould soon find out. I melded with her.She and her sister, I learned as soon as I melded, had just come backfrom lingerie shopping and were in a hurry to get home and model whatthey had bought, (so was I); but first they had to stop at the bank. Iwould stay as a passenger and just go along for the ride.She drew some cash and put it in her. He was from a very affluent family & showed all the arrogance of a spoilt self-centered brat. I got quite bored hearing him going on & on about his high-powered family & how he was going to go to Harvard soon as he finished high school & how much money he was going to make, blah, blah, blah...Jeremy I liked straight away. He was a quiet African-American boy who was apparently a superbly gifted basketball player hoping to win a college scholarship. He was tall & you know what they say about tall. There was no mistaking his arousal pressed firmly against her lower stomach. Brett’s eyes closed and she made a soft mewling sound as he moved his hips against her. Austin’s hands went to the buttons on her shirt as hers started to unbutton his. Their hands kept getting tangled up in their eagerness to bare the other. She finished unbuttoning his shirt first. He shrugged his shoulders to make it easier for her to push it off onto the floor. He tugged hers out of her waistband to undo the last. Mujhe usaka bahut gussa aya tha.Maine use kaha ki dusare sit par baith jati to kya hota? Khamakha nind tod di.To usane sorry kaha.Aur boli mujhe wo ladaka pasand nahi.To maine kaha,tumhe thodi mai shadi karane ko kah raha hu…Aur wo hass padi.Use pata tha ki mai ladakiyo ko bhav nahi deta hu.Wo jense aur pink top pahankar aayi thi.Ekdam maal dikh rahi thi.Mai window sit par baitha tha aur wo bagal me.Ab gadi nikal chuki thi.Aur mai firse soo chuka tha.Lonawala ke paas mai usake dhakke se jag.