Every once in a while I would glance at the rings of smoke as they climbed towards the clouds, wrinkling my nose as the smoke’s pungent tang tickled...my nostrils. But then I’d feel his hand slip into mine, never sweaty, just cool and soothing. My heart would beat so fast when he held my hand. It was such a gesture of innocence, not meant to be romantic—but somehow, as I look back, it was quite possibly the most romantic thing ever. Two kids, barely eighteen, enjoying the comfortable silence that. He was seating himself when her bedroom light came on and he felt his stomach drop through the floor. Her curtains, over the broad sliding bedroom windows, which had remained open for the last month, was closed. He couldn't see. Crestfallen, he simply sat staring when suddenly the curtains opened and Angie was there. She leaned forward and slid open the window before turning back into the room. At the foot of her bed she crossed her hands across her waist and in one elegant move raised the hem. ISS bahane vo mere or close aagya itna ki mere boobs uske chests se touch hone lage the. Mujhe uski breath feel hone lagi or main firse tense hone lagi. Maine move karne ki koshish ki per usnai anpne dono hath mere side mai rakh diye uske wajha de main an move bhi nhi kar sakti thi. Meri breath fast hone lagi or ye dekh kar usse thori hassi aane lagi.Maine uska ek hath apne bumb per feel kia. Main nervous hogai thi or boli “Nitin, kya kar rhe ho.” Usnai bass reply mai”shhhh” bola or lean hone. I smile, as I tasted your sweetness.I take you back to your place, and I grab a bag from the backseat. As soon as the door shuts, I instruct you to kneel at my feet. You quickly drop to your knees in front of me. I ask you where your bedroom was and you tell me. I instruct you to stay there on your knees until I got back. Several minutes go by and I know you are waiting, and wanting so bad to get started. I come back to the room and come up behind you asking you to stand and take off your.