Aaj me ek true story sunane chata hun jo ki meri ghar ke pass ek behan aur mera hai.ye baat aaj se ek saal pehle ki hain mere pados me ek ladki rehtih...in jise main didi kehta tha or bhi mejhe pyar chhotey bhai keh karbulati uska naam kumari tha vaise to hamari yaha bahu halchal rahtihain lekin ek din hamare yaha ke sab log kisi ki saadi main gaye theto ghar me or pados me didi akle the baris ka moosam tha maine didise kaha thori chai banaogi to hamari rasoi me aa gayi or chai bananelagi me didi. “Yes, it has been a while for me too.” Sandy said putting her hand on my leg. That is when I realized what she was suggesting. I could not believe it. I had never thought of her in that way. “Do you mean us? Have sex? Here? Now?”“Why not,” she said. “We are both adults and in need. Let’s help each other out.” She said standing up and taking off her clothes.I was shocked. She had already decided. What if I had said no? That thought only lasted a second. I had on sweats, so it only took me a few. Asthe material grew so did his fear but bizarrely his excitement hightenedtoo and he reacted in the only way he could by continuing to thrust hiships into the floor. He could not understand how he had not shot hisload yet, no matter how much he bucked and thrusted he could not reachthat magic point. It was like he was constantly on the edge.He opened his eyes, realising he had not remembered shutting them hecould see the material was approaching his wrists and his mouth. Hethought then that he. Closing the box he then handed it to me and gave me a rather unromantic peck on the cheek and something that resembled a sisterly hug. Ok, I could deal with that. I wasn't sure if I was relieved or somewhat disappointed.While I was thinking about it, I had Pete grab for me a nice gun cleaning kit that was better than the more limited and portable one I'd kept in my travel knapsack and a small but suitable hand-loading kit so that I could make some reduced powder load 9mm's for my HushPuppy.