No one were there in the house.. Her sister went to college and her parents also gone for work, and we both had bunked our colleges.. I wished her and...gave her a light hug.. But she hugged me tightly..Wow wt a feeling, actually she had just bathed, her hair were still wet and she had worn a tight jeans pant and a v-necked t-shirt.. We chatted for some time and went to cut the cake.. She was very happy to c me with a cake.. We started to cut, but the knife fell down,..She bent down to pick it. I guess you could say she was my girlfriend at least we go together a lot, most of the time her kid sister Di 23 tags along with us. They were on the swim and softball teams. I haul them to a lot of meets and games. Bee majored to be a dietitian working at a hospital. Diana or Di majored in music and business administration and has a bachelor’s degree in both of them. Bee and I have not messed around much, she said she was saving herself for her husband. It was okay with me because I put a lot. For the first time in my existence I was dumbstruck–and I despised it. And I despised her for bringing it out in me. My instincts leapt at the opportunity and bid my muscles to flex to reach towards her, to seize her and to take her and to tear her asunder and to rend her limb from limb… All of this I saw so clearly in my mind, in an instant, as if I’d acted out the dreadful deed without a moment’s hesitation. But I had hesitated. More than that, I’d outright stopped myself. I had had no other. Fir nisha ne muje sunday ko subaha utha der se 11 baje utne me phn baja to nisha ka phone tha wo mera address puch rhi thi wo boli ki me yahi aas pas hun mene bataya wo 5 min aa gayi . Maine to bath bhi nhi kiya n sirf shorts pr ha . Aise door khola to wo boli wa re mere salman abhi utha kya toh me aise he bolte t shirt pehnane laga . Toh woh boli aurat tere body ki tarrif kr rhi he n tu tshirt pehen raha he.Fir maine kaha ke me aagar teribody ki taarif krunga toh kya tum bhi kapae nhi pehnti.