.mein kuch batau usase pahele hi bolane laga ‘ lode isasae juth knyu bulawaya, meri sham bigadi tune,tu aa mein tuje nahi chodngaMene kaha ‘cool d...wn bhai…Is bar meri bari thi,aur aap line mein gus rahe the.. aur vese bhi yad hai do sal pahele mere 6 mahine ki mahenat ke bad meri girlfriend ko meri jagah apane pahele choda tha..bas to samajalo aaj mera turn tha…’ wo bole ‘lode tab tum pure 18 ke nahi the,aur mene hi to batata tha,kese patan hai…aur aaj tu meri !Me bich mein hi bola ‘bhai don’t. He flips up the dividing armrest and moves a bit closer. And I'm just waiting in delicious anticipation - an easy prey for the genuine connaisseur! Then I sense his fingers! Softly he pulls my blouse apart to get a better insight. I dont budge, and that enhances his courage. He opens another button and then the next until I feel cool air flowing onto my belly. My thin black bra must fascinate him - I hear him clear his throat. He gently strokes over the twin mounds to locate the wild. Midway through our light meal, I asked, "Where are you going on spring break?" I'm staying by the pool and reading back issues of journals and, just maybe, a lightheaded novel. No stress. No hassle. You?" Natalie, who is a friend, won a super trip to explore Mayan ruins in the Yucatan and invited me to go with her. Do a little snorkeling. Maybe a dive or two. Look at the girls on the beaches."After the wine and the lunch, our conversation became much more animated. Amazingly, we had a lot of. Eta dadir chokh eralo na. Bollo, boro bou timi amar nati k thik moto dudh dao to? Ma lojja peye bollo, ji ma dei.–buker dudhe purusher shokti bare.Nani matha nere say dilo. Bachchara esob kothar kisui bujhe na.Ami bollam,–dadi tumi na beshi nirlojjo.–mak nie shue thakish tui abar amak lojja dekhash. (dadi tipponi katlo)Nani bollo,–toder shukh-e amader shukh.Khabar sheshe sobay uthe gelam. Dadi mak amar dike ishara kore bollo, jao bouma ok dudh dao, sobto berie jasse.Ghore dhuklam. Amader sajano.