Dopahar me 1 baje hamari neend khuli,Phir maine nange hi khana banaya aur nange hi unki god mai baithkar unhi ke hatho se khana khaya, khana khakar sh...yad mera pet nahi bhara tha to maine apne aap ko aur unhe aur jyada khus karne ka ek naya tarika socha, mai fridge se kissan jam ka dabba le aayi aur bahut sara jam unke lund par aur unki gotiyo par laga diya aur puri masti aur maje ke saath unke lund aur gotiyo ko chusne aur chatne lagi, meri is naye style ko dekhkar wo to jaise khusi aur masti. Life was ecstacy.A - I wanted to talk to you about yesterday.A - Can we talk?Her smile fell. Nobody says can we talk when it’s good news. She took a deep breath.P - good or bad?A - I just think maybe we should be practical about this, figure things out when we can be a little more calm and rational.“Oh no,” she whispered. She felt the anxiety creep up in her stomach. She didn’t want calm and rational. Calm and rational was the opposite of love. Calm and rational meant killing destiny.P - did I. He motioned with his hand to follow him as he took a sharp drag on his cigarette. "It's wet. I'm going to step back here and light another one." She followed close, thinking to retrieve her lighter and get back to her car, but just as she rounded the side of the building behind him she felt herself being pressed up against the warm brick wall by the length of his body. "What are you doing?" Her voice was shaking, and she felt his right knee move between her knees, spreading her legs quickly. "I. I now wanted her to kiss me, to feel her soft lips on mine. I wanted her to dive in and immerse herself in me. To take me to places I had never been. Cat stood up‘Another drink?’ she asked.I was delighted and disappointed at the same time.‘Yes. Yes please.’She walked into the kitchen and topped up our glasses. It gave me time to breathe. To think.‘Are we going to do this? Am I just mistaking? Oh no. What if I’m mistaking.’ The thoughts ran wild in my head.Cat retuned to the lounge and handed.