This wasmy first exprienc with a girl when I was working in Pune. Her name was sanjana.I was working in my work place and sanjana joined there as a co...lege trainee.Let me describe her. She was fair, very beautiful,sharp feautures, but I was not aware of the structure at that time, but whenrecollecting now, I can guess should be 32 28 30. She became good frind of mineas she was in my own department. The reason is I was only one who was youngestof all the other staf, and pretty descent, I was 22. She was actually pretty fast with things.She moved left to the seat and placed her back on the corner between the seat and the window. I thought maybe she didn’t like me touching her. By I still persuaded to her left hand. That’s when she took my left and placed it on her neck. I forgot to tell she was wearing a maroon colored chudi. I got the point and put my hand inside her chudi from back. Actually the dress didn’t have a opening pin at the back. I touched her back, slowly explored her back.. It was all very lovely.I was surprised to find that the waiter was the beautiful young teenage boy I had seen playing soccer on the beach in the afternoon—the one I had smiled at and who had smiled back at me, frequently looking up to the terrace at me and, at least in my imagination, had been batting his long, dark eyelashes at me. Perhaps he wasn’t, but he did now as he waited on my table. Young teenage boys were my fetish and my downfall.A young man, possibly eighteen or nineteen, was. It would violate that pedestal you stand on. It would tear it down. I, of all people, should not be the one that does it. I should be the one to stop anyone from doing it.I slide my body near you, a mere two feet apart. I feel almost as if I’m slithering toward you, planning the right time and the natural action I already have drilled into my plan. I slide against you, my cock is half way erect now. I am preparing myself for a smooth connection with your body as if your nakedness is.