I: bolo.rina: I dont like you….(take some time while i was staring at her face)… but i love you very much.i: (with too much glad and love.i hugged...her and i kiss on her LIP)((it aws amazing expirience))I: ab tume meri baat sunogi, i want sex with you.rina: (with some hasitation) listen, raj i know sex will give us too much please and enjoyment, but i m not ready for that right now.fir meine reason pucha to woh boli ki mein without any precaution ye nahi karna chahti. “thik hai” i replaid.baad. The crowd gathered and seated themselves on rustic grand stands that had been provided for the event. The group numbered over 200."Here ye, here ye, fine ladies and gentlemen," announced the crier, "for your amusement and entertainment please welcome Obo the fool and his mule Buck."Obo, dressed as a court jester, entered the show area leading the mule. Already placed in the show area was a large rubber barrel similar to the type used by rodeo clowns. Buck the mule did several tricks, placing. She would stand under the hairdryer, back arched, pushing her perfect breasts into the air as she ran her fingers through her long hair.I envied her, to say the least, and often fought my urges to stare at her curvy figure. My stares were not just about jealousy or appreciation; I knew that, but also about longing. And desire. I wondered what it was like for her lover to have that body in bed every night. Did her lover love her breasts and pussy as much as I did?Guessing, she is. She requested me to come to the café. I went to the café and we started talking. She said that she is happily married and does not want to deviate from marriage and all sort of stuff like that. I said that neither I had any plans to have any sort of relationship with her. But she admitted that she is addicted to talking to me and she can’t spend a day without talking to me. Even I felt the same but I did not convey it to her. After a few days I asked her if I could come to Chennai and meet her..