This went on for weeks, months, atleast 2 to 3 times a week. She never once looked my way or made a notion that she knew I was there. Keep in mind I w...s on huge riding mowers that are not quiet. So she must not care right, she isn’t deaf I know that. There were days when I took smoking breaks under trees and just watched her from a distance. Knowing how she must be a carefree, naughty rich girl. Yelling at her mom, barely being clothed. I really wanted to fuk her needless to say. I never got. Nadia pounced on me and growled her approval when I feasted on her for dessert. With our idyllic vacation over, we made one last stop at Caesar’s Palace. Nadia wanted to buy a pair of shoes that she saw the previous afternoon. As we stood on the moving walkway, the morning sun shone on her face and the light breeze framed her hair in just the right way. I took several photos with my digital camera and when I downloaded them into my computer, one in particular beautifully captured Nadia’s. And I bet that a lot of girls in our class aren’t virgins anymore.”We had to change the subject then. We were running into other kids on their way to school. I noticed that since our kinky sexual activities have become such an important part of our lives we don’t talk as much about the more mundane topics that used to occupy us. We don’t gossip about the other kids as much or talk about our schoolwork or our parents. Not quite as much anyway.As we neared school we were walking close together. Uss din me achese tayyar ho ke nikal pada aur station pahoch gaya.Meri dhadkan badne lagi thi yahi soch ke ki satish uncle kaise dikhte honge.Tabhi unka call aaya aur unonhe kaha ki wo gate number 2 pe khade hai. Unonhe muje wahi aahe ko kaha. Mai waha chala gaya. Meri najar uncle ko dhund rahi thi ki achanak muje piche se kisisne awaj di “Rahul”. Mai dar gaya aur piche dekha toh ek acha khasa tagada mota kala aadmi meri taraf dekh raha tha. Maine haan bola aur kaha Satish uncle?Unonhe haan.