“I just called to see if the dishwasher was working okay.” He shouted up. “I did ring the doorbell but there was no answer.” The bell needed ... new battery. “It was okay last night.” She told him. She realised that she shouldn’t really be shouting to someone from her window and went downstairs. She should have dressed first; she knew that, but she intended only talking to him from her doorstep. It didn’t quite work out that way though. Al came inside as the door opened. He apologised. “Sorry,. ”“Did you ask Valerie about that?” I asked.He blinked, but didn’t look away.“Yeah. She wouldn’t answer me.”“She has a thing for you,” I said. It just came out.“She does, huh.” He smiled, but it looked like a dismissive smile.“She’s afraid if our stories don’t match you’ll think she lied to you.”“If your stories match too closely people will think they’re rehearsed,” he said. “Witnesses see things in vastly different ways sometimes.”“It’s hard to describe,” I said.“Can you try? You don’t have. In lifting up her hands her shirt shifted up so that the bottom of her tits were exposed. She looked hot and I feared my cock was going to react.She was a little angry that I didn’t come back and assumed I just fucked her and that was that. I told her that I wasn’t sure it was a good idea that we get together again as our families are friends. She said she just wanted to be with me when we could and did not want to change either of our situations.All the time she’s talking with me she keeps. I was very happy to receive this offer but didn’t show it to her. I was curious for the whole night. Next morning, I got up and asked for my parents’ permission to go to Shimla on my bike, to meet a friend of mine. They allowed after I gave them a bundle of excuses. When I was 4 km’s from Shimla, I called her to come to a common point but she requested me to come to her place. I reached her place at sanjauli, overwhelmed with happiness of going to home of the girl I liked and wanted to fuck. My.